Draco/Ana 6

[Shava]

19 Dec 13, 11:46 PM
Malfoy: Walking into the bookstore, Draco stopped for a second to glance around, surveying the room. Ever since the war he had been cautious about entering areas where he could be caught off guard, mostly because of the DE who still blamed his family for betrayal. Seeing no one he thought of as dangerous, he headed for the near stacks and walked once around out of caution, exaiming faces first
19 Dec 13, 11:48 PM
Anastasia: She stood in the shelves near the back next to a haughty-looking blue eyed blonde boy who was currently perusing titles as though he were a world renowned expert on every subject his fingers touched. Handsome and charismatic, he was already so much like his father, bearing at all. And Anya, who saw him as the one bright spot in that nightmareish situation, spoiled him horribly. She caught sight of a flash of blonde and her breath caught. It wasn't...it couldn't be...she'd done such a good job of avoiding him thus far. She tried not to draw attention, maybe he wouldn't notice them.
19 Dec 13, 11:50 PM
Malfoy: Walking through, Draco caught her face and stopped before he passed her, ignoring the child at the moment to concentrate on the woman. "Well well, an old memory. Where have you been hiding, Mrs...?" he asked assuming she had a husband
19 Dec 13, 11:52 PM
Anastasia: She willed the muscles in her throat to unclench so she could talk. "Miss" she answered softly, swallowing hard. "I...I am not married." She shifted subtly, trying to hide Demyan behind her. For the moment, he thankfully cared little about his mother's doings.
19 Dec 13, 11:53 PM
Malfoy: Eyebrows going up he found that an odd thing indeed. "What, you? Unmarried? I thought you were after that Shire boy for awhile..." Glances and sees the blond hair making the automatic assumption it was Shires for the moment not having seen the face.
19 Dec 13, 11:54 PM
Anastasia: Deciding it best not to go into detail, and especially not in front of her son, she says simply, "Nat...passed away a long time ago, during the war." It was absolute fact, and there was genuine remorse in her tone as she said it. It was one of the only times in her life she could remember hurting for the loss of someone.
19 Dec 13, 11:59 PM
Malfoy: Draco sensed that one had bothered her and frowned. "I had heard about his death, of course, but I didn't know you had had" waves at the child "That intense a relationship."
20 Dec 13, 12:03 AM
Anastasia: A smile, rueful and possibly bordering on self-depreciating. It becomes obvious that the years and motherhood have altered her in ways more than the surface. "If you'll recall" she says softly, almost ironically, "I was a very intense person during that time." She needed an excuse to get away from him, badly. "Oh well, I should be going, we still have a very long list to cover..." She turned to her son, "Come on Dem, we should be going." "But mother!" Came the disgruntled response, "I haven't picked a book yet." Oh for Merlin's sake! She couldn't catch a break.
20 Dec 13, 12:20 AM
Malfoy: Draco smirked and squatted down waving to the boy. "Come now, kid, you don't--" Cutting off the words, Draco's eyes suddenly narrowed and he reached out, putting a hand on the boy's shoulder and the other under his chin for a second long enough to be suddenly very sure. His eyes flashed as he looked up at her, the anger and yes hurt very clear. Releasing the boy he rocked back on his heels looking at the youngster before saying to him. "Yes, go find a book. That," he said standing his face focused on hers, "is a very good idea."
20 Dec 13, 12:25 AM
Anastasia: The moment his eyes changed she knew he understood. She tensed noticeably. "All right Demyan, you can go find your book. I need to...talk...to Mr. Malfoy." The boy looked between the two adults, sensing the tension, but shrugged and disappeared into the stacks. She returned her attention to Draco and braced. Offering no explanation or defense.
20 Dec 13, 12:28 AM
Malfoy: Grabbing her arms as the boy went around the corner he pushed her back against the stacks, face clearly close to livid. His voice hissing out he sniped "What are you up to Belinko? Thought you would hide yourself a little insurance against the future, huh? No wonder you've been staying out of my sight! What, did you think to blackmail me with him when the time was right??!!"
20 Dec 13, 12:32 AM
Anastasia: She flinched, it had been a long time since anyone had touched her at all much less violently. "No, Malfoy. If I wouldn't use my son as 'insurance' for anything. I make well enough to support myself, and I prefer it that way." She gave him a pointed look, "/You/ are going to accuse /me/ of intent to blackmail?" She straightened, getting a bit of her nerve back, though her tone was defensive, not aggressive. "If I'd wanted your money, Malfoy, or anything from you for that matter, I could have shown up with the birth certificate ages ago. You know those things can't be forged."
20 Dec 13, 12:36 AM
Malfoy: Brushes that part off. "That wasn't blackmail, that was intent to enslave, totally different. And you know I almost managed it if it wasn't for that Shire boy." Glares. "I've heard of people hiding things like this for years to use at the right time to crush someone. And I have enemies enough, Belinko, going against them gave me a bunch believe me." Still sounds angry, but now it shows more pain. "But if you weren't going to use him against me denying me knowledge is cruel. You are more edged then I would have thought. We had a deal."
20 Dec 13, 12:40 AM
Anastasia: She laughs softly, she can't help it, the sheer ridiculousness of this conversation is humorous to her. "My mistake" she returns simply, irony clear in her tone. "I'm not those people, Malfoy. After everything, the 'intent to enslave' and everything else. I just...wanted to move on...wanted to be left alone." She gives him a pointed look, though there is no malice. "You tried to destroy me, what reason would I have to believe you'd feel any differently about a child of ours?" A child born out of hatred, out of abuse and degradation. "Branding someone for pleasure to watch them slowly lose their minds is cruel, Malfoy, what I did, I did to protect my son."
20 Dec 13, 12:45 AM
Malfoy: Releases her, feeling she was telling the truth. "Not against my son, Anastasia, not against any child of mine." Looks towards where the child had headed off to. "The intent before was one thing, but everything has changed since then. You have no idea. No clue." A certain hunger in those eyes, swiftly shuttered. Looks back at her and frowns. "I'm sure you hate me and I don't blame you, but don't thik I feel the same towards the child. Or you any more." Last part said reluctantly
20 Dec 13, 12:53 AM
Anastasia: She straightens fully. She catches the look, sighs. "I believe you, but what was I supposed to do? Oh hey Malfoy I know I just foiled your attempt to enslave me for life and pissed you off, but you should probably know I'm pregnant with your son." She arches an eyebrow at him. "I never meant to cause you pain, Malfoy, not even then. By the time I knew...I'd gotten past it." Nat had helped her do that. "I don't hate you, Malfoy. There is only one person in my life whom I hate, and nothing you have ever done, could ever do, would come close." She tilts her head, a glance in the direction Dem had gone as well before she turns her eyes back to his. "it is, as they say, in the past. I have no interest in intruding on your life. That was never my intention." She gives him an imploring look. "I know you have a wife, and some day you'll have a family." Her voice has lost its edge by this point. "So enjoy your life with them, forget any part of your past I managed to imprint myself upon."
20 Dec 13, 12:58 AM
Malfoy: Sighs. Raises an eyebrow about the hate comment. "Seriously?" Listens to her words and hears in them something he has to respond to. "I already do have. That doesn't mean I want a son of mine not having anything I can give, even if not offically. I can't 'unsee' those eyes again, Anastasia."
20 Dec 13, 01:05 AM
Anastasia: She nods, but doesn't linger on the subject. She pauses thoughtfully. "I..." then stops. It would be a relief to have some help, she was near tearing her hair out trying to keep up with the demands of being a single parent and working full time. She's obviously warring with herself. This connection with him was exactly what she'd been trying to avoid for eleven years. But his use of her name, her first name, and she takes a deep breath. "All right" she murmurs softly. "In all honesty I...could use the help" it hurts to admit, but in the spirit of being cordial. "He's been talking about playing quidditch when he starts school." She offers a strangely conspiratorial smile. "He wants to play seeker." She tried to communicate everything she'd never get to tell him in that statement. He was his father's son, even if he'd never truly know what that entailed.
20 Dec 13, 01:21 AM
Malfoy: Hears her capitualation and feels himself cheered a bit. "Ah good! How-- seeker?" Feels his ego growing a bit now. "Is he any good? Do you know?"
20 Dec 13, 01:22 AM
Malfoy: Still thinking about how to manage money without giving it away and hits upon an idea. "What kind of work do you do these days? Maybe we can work something out through that."
20 Dec 13, 01:22 AM
Malfoy: there posted
20 Dec 13, 01:25 AM
Anastasia: She smirks, "I got him a broom for Christmas last year" she tells him. "Its getting him off the thing that is the trick." She hesitated, "I am an auror" she murmured. "Unless you are in need of security detail, I am not sure I will be much help."
20 Dec 13, 01:29 AM
Malfoy: Thinks about it and hits upon an idea. "There's a restayrant I own and athey hold packages and supplies for people who check in to pick stuff up. I can have the amount there and you just have to step in and sign for it say, every quarter?" Looks as if he is about to say something else and stops himself.
20 Dec 13, 01:32 AM
Anastasia: She hesitates only a moment before she nods. "Sure, yes, that would be simple enough." She tilts her head, catching the hesitation. "What is it?"
20 Dec 13, 01:34 AM
Malfoy: Scowls a minute at the floor. "If." Glances after the boy's direction. "If there was something else in there too It's okay if you tell him it's from you if you don't want to mention me." Looks mixed about this
20 Dec 13, 01:39 AM
Anastasia: Her eyes widen..."Mal--Draco he doesn't know anything about you, I didn't think you'd appreciate it if he came looking..." She stops, "well, until now that is." She looks a bit helpless. "I'm not sure what to tell him honestly. I can't tell him the truth, no kid deserves that."
20 Dec 13, 01:39 AM
Anastasia: "It would...it might...help...if he knew you cared, but I'm not sure how or how much to tell him."
20 Dec 13, 01:45 AM
Malfoy: Looks at her, turns and pulls a book off the shelf. "Simple. Tell him his father doesn't like you and vice cersa in the past and now he has a different family so he can't come see him or talk. Then I can send a few books occasionally and hide notes in them for him. Short things. Maybe he finds them maybe he doesn't." Sighs. "He deserves the truth, Ana--" stops himself before the nickname. "Anastasia. Tell him his father was an evil bastard. I was."
20 Dec 13, 01:49 AM
Anastasia: She listens, looking thoughtful for several seconds. "It could work" she allows. But, then she shakes her head. "I'll tell him his father, like his mother, was a kid who made bad choices in a bad situation." She meets his eyes, "it took me long enough to forgive you, Draco, I won't have my--our son carrying those thoughts around if I can help it."
20 Dec 13, 01:54 AM
Malfoy: Looks relieved this wasn't going to be a war. "Let him wonder and imagine. Maybe his mind will dream up someone who makes a decent hero. I'm defintely nothing like that." Frowns and suddenly turns and peeks through the bookcase behind him, but doesn't see blond hair behind him on the next row. "Is he ever sneaky? I feel like I should know about that."
20 Dec 13, 01:57 AM
Anastasia: She laughs, "he already has, I think t him you look like something out of a fairytale, One of those knights always out saving someone." It had killed her at first, but as time passed, she'd been glad he had something to believe in, something so much better than either she or Draco could have offered him. She arches a brow as though asking if that's really a question. "Of course. I've had to ward anything I didn't want touched since he was four, especially at Christmas."
20 Dec 13, 01:58 AM
Malfoy: Shook his head knowing the relative was a different world entirely. "Yeah don't ruin that. He deserves a childhood I can't give him." Knows he isn't the type to be that kind of father anyway. Smiles though. "Good boy. Well give me a week then here's the address." writes one down on paper and hands it to her.
20 Dec 13, 11:08 AM
Anastasia: She nods agreement, thinking the same could be said for her. She nods, accepting the piece of paper and looking over it quickly. She hesitates, knowing this will feel strange. "Thank you, Draco" Dem returns a few seconds later, holding Quidditch Through the Ages. "I found it" he says simply, and she turns back to Draco. "We should be going, we really do have a lot of shopping left." The look in her eyes radiates gratitude though the rest of her expression does not, cannot. "It was...nice...seeing you Draco" and for a moment, a few seconds at most, she smiles at him. Dem comes to stand beside his mother, looking up at Draco as though wondering. His eyes seem to travel over Draco's face before meeting his eyes, but he remains silent.
20 Dec 13, 04:27 PM
[×] Draco: Nods simply, eyes shift to the boy as he comes around the corner, flat expression on his face. "You are welcome. It was good to see you again actually, till next time." Misses her smile seeing the boy look at him. Nods to him without saying his name then turns and dispears into the stacks, now in mind of a different book he needs to collect for a different reason then the first he came for... Over the next half an hour he collects six books wth different sections on flying tips he had found handy to know.

[Shava]

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[Shava]

8 Feb 14, 05:53 PM
Anya: It had taken exactly two hours after breakfast for her to exhaust every possibility, every possible alternative she had. In the end, though Anya could have run, could have saved herself by running away, she could not protect her mother. Though their relationship could not on any level be called traditional, Anastasia loved her mother, and could not deal with the idea of abandoning the only family she had left. So, in desperation and with no other choice, she'd gone looking for Malfoy. The library seemed unlikely, and so she was surprised to find him there. When she did, she approached him, not even bothering to be subtle. "Malfoy" she murmured softly, trying to ignore the absolutely hopeless feeling that mixed with her already chaotic emotions regarding the man in front of her.
8 Feb 14, 05:56 PM
Malfoy: Deep into a chapter on weather manipulation, it took Draco a moment to realize someone was approaching him. When he looked up it was with some surprise. "Belinko." He looked at her warily wondering if she had already given in at this point, not what he had been expecting.
8 Feb 14, 05:58 PM
Anya: She warred for another moment, gritting her teeth against it before she finally gave in. "I need...your help." Oh this was going to kill her, there was no arguing it. She would not survive this.
8 Feb 14, 06:00 PM
Malfoy: His eyebrows went up in surprise. "My help? You know what my price is, Belinko, if this is yet another attempt to get out of things..." But he frowned, this sounded different
8 Feb 14, 06:02 PM
Anya: She shook her head, using every ounce of her willpower not to tell him exactly where he could stick his 'price'. "This is not about that." She reaches into her bag, pulls out both letter and contract and lays them on the table in front of him. "This is about these."
8 Feb 14, 06:05 PM
Malfoy: Frowning, he motioned at a chair across and took the papers, reading the contract first. "So you are being contracted for marriage? And you think I want to get you out of it, is that it?" The letter he had not picked up
8 Feb 14, 06:08 PM
Anya: She actually managed to smirk. "No" She contemplates for a moment what to tell him, and how much. "What you are holding is my father's revenge against my mother and I for escaping from him when I was a child. I have no reason to believe you will help me, but I have no other choice. I could run if I chose to do so, but I cannot protect my mother, and if he has found me, he will find her." Another hesitation, as though honesty is particularly difficult, so much so she can taste steel. in her mouth. "You are, as of the moment, the only person I know who might know how to fix this, and since you like putting a price on things, I was hoping this might have one as well."
8 Feb 14, 06:12 PM
Malfoy: He listens, a spark of an idea beginning in his mind. Smiling with self-satisfaction he nods. "It does indeed. And yes I know how to protect your mother. It is a high price however since I have to protect both of you for the rest of your lives. Tricky."
8 Feb 14, 06:15 PM
Anya: The dread rose, took root and threatened to overwhelm her. "Whatever it is you are about to tell me, know that I will agree to nothing until she is safe. Whatever it is, that will come first." The rest of her life....Merlin what an awful thought, to be indebted to him for her very existence. "I had a feeling it would be a 'high price'" she answers. "How high?"
8 Feb 14, 06:20 PM
Malfoy: "Advanced proof then, I understand. Where is she right now so I can judge how quickly I need to move?" Reads the letter as she speaks about price and his eyebrows go up. "Well. Your father is a quite persistant bastard isn't he. this sounds like a threat. That means he thinks of this as very personal." He eyed her, wondering how she would react. "A man like this won't simply stop because he can not find you. So my price is your servitude as long as your mother lives. That way you will see I will put high value on her safety and peace of mind. And yes, you will be able to see her whenever you want." Watches her face carefully
8 Feb 14, 06:26 PM
Anya: "A flat in London, not far from Gringotts" taking a piece of parchment from her bag, she scribbled the address and slid it across the table. "There" She nods, able to concede that point at least comfortably. "You have no idea. It is absolutely a threat, and no, I suspect not." She smirks again, but bitterly. "My mother took from him the two people over whom he felt he had ownership and control, so personal, I think, is a valid word." She looked up, met his eyes. On the surface, that didn't sound as bad as she had expected, and then her eyes narrowed. "Define servitude" If she only had to serve him as long as her mother lived, that meant he had vested interest in keeping her alive, which he then confirmed for her. The end, at least, she was relieved by, and it showed.
8 Feb 14, 06:30 PM
Malfoy: Nods and accepts the address. "Very well, I shall need to go make a few owls to send off then. letter from your mother proof enough? I will need you to write one to her to go with who I send." His smile brightened as he looked at her. "You will serve me in anything I ask excepting your death or your mother's of course, that means sex, children, cooking, cleaning, and defending me against any harm that might come along."
8 Feb 14, 06:32 PM
Anya: She nods, "I will send it as soon as I leave." She had no doubt her mother would listen once she attached the letter from her father. He defined his terms, and even as her stomach churned, she smirked. "Will you not, at some point, have a wife for a good number of those things?"
8 Feb 14, 06:37 PM
Malfoy: He nodded, taking that at face value. This unexpected rook passed into his hands would sweetened the pot nicely. "My wife will be a public figure whose purpose will be for show. You will be doing all the work behind the scenes so it will be much less work for her, in the bed and out," he said with a smirk at her reaction. He would have to find work for her mother as well, probably to keep her in a routine so she lived longer. "That servitude, by the way, will begin from the moment your mother sends back proof."
8 Feb 14, 06:42 PM
Anya: "Ah" So that was it, his wife was to be exactly what the world expected of him. Pretty, proper, well-bred and pampered. Anya, for her part, would be everything the woman's station in life would not allow. His housekeeper she could handle a lot more steadily than the second part. "Children?" she repeated this, sounding surprised. Not terribly fond of the idea of concrete proof the two of them and their time together, she tried for a tactic that might appeal to his pride. "But they would be bastards, all of them" she reminded him softly. "Surely not something the Malfoy name would appreciate." She felt sick, and hoped it didn't show in her expression. All she really wanted to do the moment she got out of this room was throw up. A wide-eyed stare this time, "the moment...but...we are still in..." Not that she supposed that mattered, if she was going to dedicate her life to keeping his house, what did her education matter anyway? And that thought, that singular thought, brought the anger. She clenched her hands under the table, flexing them to give herself something to do. She could not afford to anger him, but it is almost certain that the fury of the full-realization of the life before her is evident.
8 Feb 14, 06:48 PM
Malfoy: He nodded to her hesitation of children, enjoying the reaction. "Ah yes that is true, but they won't have my name but yours. You can turn your family name into something you actually control. With your mother's help I presume. She will be delighted to see you with her grandchidren I would think?" he smirked, Her realization of timing caused him to nod quite seriously. "Of course you must finish schooling, I don't want a half trained witch at my beck and call, but you will not be sleeping often in the girl's dorm anymore." Surely she, with that curse on her flesh, wouldn't have expected less on that part?
8 Feb 14, 06:51 PM
Anya: "Great" she mumbled, losing a bit of her composure. "My father gets his heirs after all" a dark look as the bitterness strengthens. "How terribly ironic." A slight, almost minute softening at that thought. "I think she would, yes." A sigh of relief, and a slight dizzy feeling at the spinning web of emotions she was cycling through. "Not sleeping..." it took barely an instant to click, "Which I take to mean I will not in fact often be sleeping anymore either." Time enough to hassle over that one later, for the moment he held all the cards and while she hated that, her mother got priority.
8 Feb 14, 06:53 PM
Malfoy: "He will not be around to appreciate it so I rather think they will not be his." he saw the weakening and eyebrow went up wondering if she would actually accept this. "Oh you will, you need sleep, Anya, but you will be taking care of my needs first."
8 Feb 14, 07:13 PM
Anastasia: He had a point, but it still grated a bit."So, to summarize, you require my life in exchange for saving hers?"
8 Feb 14, 07:21 PM
Malfoy: "Actually," he said tenting his hands in front of him, "You will give me your future to save both your life AND your mother's. A pretty fair deal I would say since your father has legal and private issues he seems to want to take out on both of you. In point of fact you are giving me the choices for your future, but still retaining your mind and family. many have done far worse in surrendering to a greater master."
8 Feb 14, 07:33 PM
Anastasia: When she spoke, her voice was forcibly calm. "Life as a slave to the whims of a man who hates you is not a life" she says simply. A long moment, in which she breathes deeply and closes her eyes. "Nonetheless, so long as my mother is taken care of, done."
8 Feb 14, 07:44 PM
Malfoy: He felt compelled to add to her statement "If you surrender to my will, Anya, you will be hardly hated anymore. I won't say you will be cherished, but you will find me a very caring person for those I am protecting." She wouldn't be as close as family of course, but unlike his father he did not treat servants as possessions to be beaten and cruely hurt. Especially as her children were going to serve a very important role in the future should she give him any. Her capitulation however caught him off guard. As his eyes widened as he looked at her he hastily assumed a more ego-centric look of control and gathered his things together. "Then I need to go and do as I have said I would. Send me that letter post haste as I will need to send quite a few letters in the next hour or so." He stood with his things and walked around to her side, putting one hand up to touch the shoulder closest. "She will have a room near ours in my house. Is there something she likes to do that she has become skilled in?"
8 Feb 14, 07:50 PM
Malfoy: malfoy could hardly believe his luck! A witch bound to him, bound to his defense and the caretaking of his house beyond his father's control? Delightful! Until his father assigned him a wife's contract, he would be well taken care of and serviced by a woman already deeply affected by him. And she was in fine health with little time left to go till her graduation. Perfect! All he had to do was make some arrangements for her mother at his family home (with a side note to his father about his plans for his newest defeated enemy) and arrange for communication with her father at the very address she had just given into his hands.
8 Feb 14, 08:35 PM
Anastasia: She gave him a look that clearly said 'don't push it', but out loud said only: "we shall see" It wasn't as though she could fight his will, but as he had said, her mind was still hers, and there at least, she was her own. She had, after all, no reason to trust he'd even be tolerable once she was under his thumb.
8 Feb 14, 08:35 PM
Anastasia: ((Not done))
8 Feb 14, 08:40 PM
Anastasia: His consideration of her mother earned him, however, a slightly more grateful expression. "She enjoys baking" she told him softly, "she would be content to spend her time that way I think." He touches her and she flinches noticeably. "When do we need to...discuss details?"
8 Feb 14, 08:49 PM
Malfoy: Smirking at the fact she didn't trust him still, he debated which way would work best to seal their contract, but decided with the influence he already had on her paper would be fine. "Baking. Hmm, I might could manage something there." She spoke of details and he nodded. "We can tonight. Come to my room after dinner, I should be done with the letters by then anyway." With that he went to send off the letters and get things moving.

[Shava]

8 Feb 14, 09:10 PM
Anya: Everything in her screamed that this was a bad idea, that there had to be some other way. Loudest of all was her pride, which chafed already even at the thought of being bound to Malfoy. It had eaten at her all afternoon. However, there wasn't another way, she'd thought through it over and over for hours, and there simply wasn't As such, she found herself going obediently if grudgingly to his room that evening. She knocked softly, more to be sure he was present than out of any sense of politeness.
8 Feb 14, 09:12 PM
Malfoy: 'COme," he said putting a silk ribboned marker in the place and setting the book aside a moment. Upon seeing her he waved at the bed for her to sit in front of him. He was the head boy so it was his room; their privacy was assured. "I have someone on their way to meet her with your letter. She could be safely ensconced at the manor by the morning possibly.. "
8 Feb 14, 09:15 PM
Anya: She enters, face expressionless, blank as possible as she sits on the bed as far from him as possible. She notices his choice of words, demanding that she speak, that she clarify, but when she does it is monotone. "Possibly?"
8 Feb 14, 09:18 PM
Malfoy: He nodded, noting her quiet and smirking. "Maybe as late as noon, but no longer I would wager. So, how will you seal the bargain we have made? Paper or vow? If paper it's going to be seen by several, starting with my lawyer who will make it official. If you choose vow, only one other will know a hint of what you promise of course."
8 Feb 14, 09:21 PM
Anya: She considers that, knowing it is more a choice of how far she is willing to destroy her own pride. Paper, after all, was more public, but also more escapeable. The vow made things more secret, but breaking it would kill her. It takes several minutes for her to respond, and then she does, in as few words as possible. "Vow, but I want to know what I am agreeing to first." After all, if she left him, her father would get her, and she would likely die anyway. Besides, once her mother had lived out her life, she could go anyway.
8 Feb 14, 09:24 PM
Malfoy: Nodding he reached into the book and handed her the paper he had written which mentioned all they had agreed on with the carefully avoided subject of children being hers legally, something he very much doubted she knew enough legaleze to notice. "That is what you will be agreeing to protect and be bound to. The first two lines will be about you following it by the spirit it is set in and the second part about following my commands. The third part will be that you will protect me from pain and harm whenever possible. That's it."
8 Feb 14, 09:27 PM
Anya: She scanned it, only half-understanding, and by this point it wasn't as if she cared much for her own life anyway. It was her last bargaining chip, and this would see she used it for something that mattered. She handed it back to him. "When would you like to get this done?" Maybe if she shut him out, shut everything out, she could bear the thought of it, bargaining her life away.
8 Feb 14, 09:30 PM
Malfoy: He shrugged, wondering about her easy acceptance now. "We can do it now or after word of your mother's safety reaches us. It matter little either way since the morrow is a Saturday. Choose."
8 Feb 14, 09:31 PM
Anya: She doesn't hesitate, "if you will add the stipulation about my mother into the vow itself, we can do it now. Otherwise I will wait." The sooner she got this over with, the better. Maybe, with any luck, she would wake up tomorrow to discover this had all been some nasty dream.
8 Feb 14, 09:33 PM
Malfoy: He shrugged. "Of course. Let me find someone to witness and I will be right back. I have to word this in such a way they don't know what you are agreeing to beyond protection." He stood and left the room,
8 Feb 14, 09:59 PM
Anastasia: She nods, surprised when he leaves her alone. Falling backwards to lay on the bed that had become strangely familiar, she stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.
8 Feb 14, 10:03 PM
Malfoy: Returning in two minutes, he made the fourth year step in and stand there his knees shaking. "You will do exactly as I told you, larkin, if you want those points removed." he made the boy stand next to the bed in the middle and sat down opposite of her on the bed and held out his hand to her. "Ready to get this part over with?"
8 Feb 14, 10:19 PM
Anastasia: Smirking slightly at how obviously intimidated the boy was, she hesitated only a moment before she nodded, taking his hand and a deep breath. She closed her eyes. Just a dream, she told herself, only a dream.
8 Feb 14, 10:23 PM
Malfoy: As the boy cast the spell at a glance from Draco with his wand touching the back of her hand, he said "DO you promise that as long as your mother is alive you will abide by out contract and all the spirit it entails?"
8 Feb 14, 10:38 PM
Anastasia: She hesitated. 'Alive' want much, but if her mother wasn't taken care of, Anya had no reason to do this anyway, and she was fairly certain Malfoy understood that. So, in a firm voice, void of emotion, she spoke: "I do" she felt the magic binding them, binding her to her promise. A dream which had become a nightmare.
8 Feb 14, 10:39 PM
Malfoy: As the first light wrapped around their hands he smiled adding "Do you promise that you will obey my commands in the spirit they are given and by what you know I want from you?" The boy's eyes grew wider as he looked back and forth between them, amazed this was happening in front of him.
8 Feb 14, 10:56 PM
Anastasia: This one was harder, and the grip on his hand tightened infantismally. "I do"
8 Feb 14, 10:56 PM
Malfoy: As the second light bound their hands he felt a deep and wonderful sensation of power. Enslaving her to his will was a delight, something which made him feel as conquering as ever! A glance at the boy as he said "DO promise that you will protect me from pain and harm as much as you possibly can forever?" The last word would keep her from turning on him after her mother died, a necessasry wording, but it wasn't like she could stop the part now since she had already agreed to obey his commands.
8 Feb 14, 10:57 PM
Malfoy: *you
8 Feb 14, 11:16 PM
Anastasia: She wasn't even listening to him anymore. His voice droned, washed over her, and she couldn't have cared less in that moment what he said. "I do"
8 Feb 14, 11:21 PM
Malfoy: The third light wrapped around their hands, the light flared and then faded into their hands as Malfoy's wand came up in his other hand carefully and suddenly wanded the boy's memories away. The strike was unexpected and the boy stood there for a minute looking around blankly before Malfoy snapped out "Larkin! What the hell are you doing in my room? get out now before I zap you blind!" The boy jumped, focused on Draco, and ran from the room, slamming the door behind him. Draco looked very pleased.
8 Feb 14, 11:40 PM
Anastasia: She should, she reasoned, have logically expected what came next, but she was so lost in her thoughts that the sudden power in his voice startled her. The boy's ensuing response might have amused her if she hasn't wished so strongly to leave the room herself. When he was gone, she turned to Malfoy, emotionless and silent, waiting for the series of commands she was certain were coming.
8 Feb 14, 11:43 PM
Malfoy: "There, secret is now between us. he won't remember a thing with his memory gone. So, Anya?" He stood and moved over next to her, running a hand across her cheek possessivly. "What was it you were trying to get an education for? What career did you want?" His hand ran down her arm, thoughts behind his eyes carefully shielded away.
8 Feb 14, 11:57 PM
Anastasia: She gives him a suspicious look, trying not to react to his touch though her body responded instantly. "I wanted to be a...curse breaker" she answers, knowing he will understand and smirking at the irony of it now.
9 Feb 14, 12:02 AM
Malfoy: He smiled at the thought and knew he could use that as well. "Really? Did that desire come about after our first night or were you wanting it before then?" She couldn't miss what their 'first night' was for certain, but he thought a bit of protection was good anyway. "You will never attempt to remove that curse tattoo without my direct permission. that's an order." He waited a full three seconds before he said the rest, his smirk quite fitting. "However if you please me well before summer comes up, I will let you work on that career. I can see...an advantage in you learning more about them." let her wonder at what was going on in his mind, dangle the bait a bit more.
9 Feb 14, 12:53 AM
Anastasia: Emotionless once again, "after" she murmured.Not that removing it would do her much good now. "I thought as much" she says before she can stop herself. She arches an eyebrow as he continues, clearly skeptical,. "You...would let me work?" But when he continued, she understood. She brushed the spot just above her hip where his mark lay, and where she now knew it would likely stay.
9 Feb 14, 12:58 AM
Malfoy: Sliding his hand across her, he rubbed the now familiar mark, bringning forth more of those feelings. "Yes, I want you to remember those moments, feel my power on a regular basis, Anya. I want no hesitation from you in coming to my bed, but if you please me well you can have a career still." He watched her waiting to see what she would do as he had not actually given an order, just hinted at it.
9 Feb 14, 01:19 AM
Anastasia: The reaction was instantaneous and strong. She tensed, walls coming up as a veiled look took over. "I am...feeling something all right." She frowned at him. "Is it not enough that I obey?" List and loathing, what a strange combination.
9 Feb 14, 01:24 AM
Malfoy: He laughed softly. "Obeying is good, enthusiasm can make it far better, even if you fake it. I'm just giving you a reason why you might want to show it, to gain an advantage on your situation. You do want to know the bounds I would assume?" He winked, knowing he could certainly just order her, but he wanted to give her something that might tempt her to make an effort. It would both trap her more and give her hope at the same time.
9 Feb 14, 01:33 AM
Anastasia: "I am Russian, Malfoy. Enthusiasm is not in my nature." There was, perhaps, not so much sarcasm as passive resistance in her time. "I think those would be good to know, yes." She felt surprisingly at ease right now, and that made her wary.
9 Feb 14, 01:37 AM
Malfoy: He doubted that, having seen how some Russians took to drinking and laughing, but didn't bother to push it at the moment. "It's pretty simple. I can order you to do what I want and I will. However if you make the first moves in doing what you know I want anyway, I'm far more inclined to do the extra stuff for you, make your life much easier in return for your pleasing me. For instance, I'm not going to order you for much till after we have word back from your mother, it's pushing against the game too much," he said game as if this entire thing mostly pleased him, "but you already know what i will want from you for a normal evening, Anya, so you have a chance to earn an easier life. Like I said, simple."
9 Feb 14, 02:20 AM
Anastasia: "If I have learned one thing about you, Malfoy, it is that nothing in which you are involved is ever simple." She understood this well enough however. He wanted her not only obedient but willing. She had three choices. She could fake it, she could rebel, or she could surrender, and she weighed those carefully for several moments. "I would prefer to be ordered" she said after a moment. She had to obey him, she did not have to make it easy. "It is not so different from being compelled I imagine."
9 Feb 14, 02:25 AM
Malfoy: He nodded, slightly (but only slightly) disappointed. "As you wish, but that way leads to the end of a chance of a career. If at some point in the future you change your mind, you now know where the barriers are." Standing he motioned with his wand and the curtains closed around the bed as he said to her "Strip and slip under the covers, Anya, I would like it if the news arrived in the morning when you wake beside me. Besides, it has been several weeks since you started resisting me." he pulled the covers back and watched her undress, enjoying this.
9 Feb 14, 02:40 AM
Anastasia: She did not give any outward acknowledgement, but she did strip out of first her robes and then her uniform before finally taking her hair down and running her fingers through it. That done she climbed into his bed and turned to look at him expectantly.
9 Feb 14, 02:42 AM
Malfoy: Sliding in beside her he snuggled close, sliding his hands around her waist and tracing the tattoo, smelling her close to him. "You will make my studying nights far more plesant and enjoyable I can tell, Anya," as he continued to play with her mind.
9 Feb 14, 02:54 AM
Anastasia: The feel of him next to her should have made her tense up, but because of the mark it was a relief. She relaxed against him reflexively, shivering when his fingers traced over her skin. She exhaled, felt her reaction as it built and took over, understood that while her mind was her own, her body was not. So she looked, not at but past him, stubbornly.
9 Feb 14, 02:58 AM
Malfoy: Rubbing with more speed he saw the sweat on her forehead and saw her breathing increasing. 'Remember that first time, Anya? You were quite surprised at how much your body gave in against your will, just like i t will again tonight..." he said and not expecting a kiss, leaned his head in and sucked her tit suddenly without warning. Breaking her was a continuing process, but with the mark it was only a matter of time really.
9 Feb 14, 03:15 AM
Anya: Her eyes jerked to his then, a traitorous look reflected for a fraction of a second before the veil fell again. Let him have her body, he couldn't get any closer than tha-- The feeling was so sudden and intense that she moaned, loudly, eyes going wide in shock and dark with pleasure. Merlin he... She tried to catch her breath, tried hard to regain control of her body.
9 Feb 14, 03:17 AM
Malfoy: Simaltenously sucking and rubbing the mark same time, Draco knew the distraction would be hard to resist. He found his own body reacting, knowing that she would give in eventually bu tthe game was as important as the victory....
9 Feb 14, 03:24 AM
Anya: It was intense, very much so, no doubt his intention, but the fragile pieces of her conscious resistance were slipping, and very quickly at that. Her hands seemed to move without her consent, clutching his shoulders rather than pushing him away as she kept telling herself she'd have liked to do.
9 Feb 14, 03:25 AM
Malfoy: He moved to the other nipple, playing dirty as he rubbed the mark, sucking on her. his other free hand edged down towards the cleft between her legs, wondering how exactly would mess with her the most
9 Feb 14, 03:30 AM
Anya: How much could one woman be expected to withstand? She wondered. She had already wanted him before the mark on a purely physical basis, the mark had magnified that to unbearable and now she was also being compelled to obey everything he wanted. He shifted and she gasped, saying something half-intelligible in Russian, she broke, moving closer to him and arching into his touch.Her mind might have resisted, if it still existed to do so.
9 Feb 14, 03:33 AM
Malfoy: he rubbed his finger into her cleft, making sure to disorganize her resistance and keep the other two up till she seemed to be getting closer to where he wanted her. Once she seemed totally not thinking things through, he's complete things quickly enough
9 Feb 14, 03:38 AM
Anya: That did it, the walls collapsed, left in piles of charred rubble All at once, one hand found its way into his hair, tangling there, enjoying the feel of it and likely also on some level the ability to muss it. She bit her lip hard, but couldn't stave off the soft almost whimpering sound that bubbled up. The other hand felt to his chest, exploring now rather than clawing, tentative rather than aggressive and fighting.
9 Feb 14, 03:41 AM
Malfoy: As she began exploring him he grinned and while he continued the mark and her lips, he slid up slightly and kissed her firmly, something to draw out the side of her she repressed the most. Few women could seperate out kissing from attraction.
9 Feb 14, 03:45 AM
Anya: Surprised for a moment, she kissed him back, reflex first and then as an outlet for the intense sensations warring in her. He hadn't kissed her often in the past. It was something they had avoided almost by mutual agreement after the first time or two. Yet here she was, kissing him, and not the hard bruising kind she should have been. One hand still in his hair, the other drifted down over his chest and stomach muscles, enjoying on some more basic level the feel of them under her fingers.
9 Feb 14, 03:47 AM
Malfoy: Feeling her giving in to him, he continued kissing her and rubbing the mark, but shifted her legs apart, getting on his knees up and close in. Distraction helped a lot, but pleasure was a wonder with women and Draco knew his way around the female form better then most.
9 Feb 14, 03:51 AM
Anya: Lost in sensation, she barely noticed what he did, but she felt it when he shifted, and her eyes opened, watching him, wanting him in ways she would curse herself for very shortly. For now, however, she merely smirked, eyes traveling over him in purely carnal appreciation before they closed again, shutting out all but the feel of him.
9 Feb 14, 03:54 AM
Malfoy: He entered her once her eyes closed, his skin from his thigh brushing across the mark enough he didn't have to think about rubbing it any more. Kissing her throat at the most vulernable part he began to screw her, taking his pleasure while unintentionally driving her over the edge wit the friction below.
9 Feb 14, 03:59 AM
Anya: The feeling, the fullness, the compulsions from the mark combined with the already potent feelings building inside her until she came apart. She tenses as it shoots through her, and a string of entirely unintelligible Russian falls from her lips in a semi-awed voice.
9 Feb 14, 04:02 AM
Malfoy: It wasn't long after she came apart that he did explode himself, driving himself deeply into her and not bothering with a charm as he didn't see the point. When he finished shuddering, he kissed her deeply, then pulled himself out, rolling her over so he could slide in behind her, wrapping his arm around her middle as he whispered "Always stay till I wake in the morning, gorgeous, even if all I do is enjoy the smell and touch of you..."
9 Feb 14, 04:07 AM
Anya: It took exactly seventeen seconds after he had pulled out of her for her mind to catch up, though her body for the moment was hopeless. She stiffens when his voice and the warmth of his breath can be felt at her ear. "All right" She acquiesces easily enough. The full weight of what has just happened, of everything she's just done hits, killing her post-coital bliss in an instant if not her exhaustion.She squirms, trying to get out of his grasp. Just because she had to stay in the bed with him didn't mean she had to stay pressed up against him all night, did it? He had commanded her to stay, he hadn't specified beyond that.
9 Feb 14, 04:13 AM
Malfoy: Draco woek rather quickly as he had long gotten used to waking up to know what had happened the night before in seconds. A lift of his head to see where she is and he grins, sliding over to be right up against her as he cups her from behind, kissing her neck. She was his, entirely down to even having any children he commanded her to! What a satisfactory end to their brief war! He was tempted to make her be still while he gave her a black eye in satisfaction for their first night, but making her feel his entire body and his right to hold her as he wished he would accept for now
9 Feb 14, 04:18 AM
Anya: She is so deeply asleep that it isn't until he kisses her neck that she begins to rouse. In a sleepy, half-awake moment, she smiles, but as the world comes into focus and she starts to remember who is behind her, she stiffens. The entire night comes flooding back and so does the self-loathing with a vengeance.
9 Feb 14, 04:21 AM
Malfoy: In her ear he says softly "Morning Anya, and well done. You feel nice to, this is going to work out well I can tell. Now let me see if we have an owl yet. Releasing one breast he motioned at the door and as it swung slightly open, an owl darted in, landing on the headboard. Another gesture and the note comes loose falling into his hands and the owl takes off again, back out the door which closes behind it.
9 Feb 14, 04:24 AM
Anya: It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him she was a person, not a pet, but the mention of an owl distracted her, and when the owl flew in and dropped the letter for him, she rolled over, facing him in a way that says for once he has her undivided and ungrudging attention. "What does it say?"
9 Feb 14, 04:25 AM
Malfoy: Unrolling it, he lifted it and read it off before smiling. "Your mother is there, she sent something in russian" hand s her the small note knowing it was done now and she could not escape.
9 Feb 14, 04:28 AM
Anya: Recognizing the handwriting immediately, she scanned it, smiling softly, tenderly, she traced the ink with one finger for a moment before she seemed to remember she was not alone and her expression went blank again. "She is well" she murmured, and then, after a moment of hesitation. "May I keep this?"
9 Feb 14, 04:44 AM
Malfoy: 9 Feb 14, 04:33 AM Malfoy: Feeling generous as he has already won everything he said "Sure. Go ahead. Come here for a moment though before you go," and he slipped his hand back around her waist and cupped her again playing with her breast absently as he said to her "I had her put in a room down the hall from me. She's going to be helping out the House Elves of my father's with some baking stuff. We'll see how she does. During the summer you will have access to her every week. Your good behavior will keep her nearby. Cause issues for me and I can have her moved to a far off part of the house. I'd prefer not to." He releases her. "You can leave after you dress facing me."
9 Feb 14, 04:49 AM
Malfoy: "You're welcome. Well no, you chose to work by orders only, Anya, I can't make it easy then." He smiiled. He watched her dress, fnding it enjoyable to watch her and then nodded saying "Very good. I'll see you at each meal for the time being. That means sit beside me. No sense in getting other confused on our relationship now is there?" And he waved her off, still laying there in the nude.
9 Feb 14, 04:51 AM
Anya: She opened her mouth to argue that concept, but what he said was true enough. It gave her something to consider in her pros and cons. So instead, when he mentions the thing about meals, she merely nods, taking the letter and turns to go.

[Shava]

9 Feb 14, 04:57 AM
Anya: She didn't bother going to her dorm at all, heading straight for his after she left the infirmary that afternoon. She knocked, "Malfoy?"
9 Feb 14, 05:01 AM
Malfoy: "Come," he says as he often likes to, seeing her enter and nodding her way though he doesn't close his book. 'What news of the day my dear?"
9 Feb 14, 05:03 AM
Anya: Mixed emotions swirl in her eyes. Life with him has become more bearable in passing months as she has learned to adapt to him in ways she would not have dreamed possible. However, this is new, and she is worried in spite of herself. "I have come from the infirmary" she stands, watching his eyes carefully. "I am pregnant." She wasn't quite sure how he would react, or even how she wanted him to react, especially since she wasn't sure how she felt about it herself. She had known this was part of the deal, but hadn't expected it so soon.
9 Feb 14, 05:06 AM
Malfoy: He looked at her when she said infirmary and then his eyes widened as she admitted she was pregnant! "Really? Excellent! Come here!" he patted the side of the bed next to his thigh and quickly put the book aside, his eyes alight. Once she sat beside him he lifted her shirt off her belly and ran his fingers over her belly in a circle. "What clued you in to make you go to her?"
9 Feb 14, 05:13 AM
Anastasia: Surprised by his reaction, she went to him, settling next to him willingly enough. "I have not been feeling well for a couple of weeks now. I was afraid I might be getting sick, and with exams next week...I could not afford to miss class." He traces her stomach and she watches him do so, long past resisting his touch.
9 Feb 14, 05:15 AM
Malfoy: Looks rather pleased with her admission. 'I can give you some potions to help with that, if need be. But this is wonderful news!" Looking up at her, his eyes alight while he rests his hand on her stomach he seems quite pleased. "Which do you want it to be, boy or girl first, Anya? I'm curious. What will your mother wantdo you think?"
9 Feb 14, 05:23 AM
Anastasia: Studying him for a moment as though she wonders who he is, she nods nonetheless. "Please? That would be...very appreciated." She smiles at the question. "Girl" she answers, "but my mother will want a boy." Her fingers brush his over her stomach as she searches for non-existent proof she is in fact carrying his child.
9 Feb 14, 05:27 AM
Malfoy: Feels more possessive about her now that she is carrying his child. 'I shall, can't have you failing just because you've proved me to be fertile." He grins, and sits up, hand still on her belly as he suddenly kisses her deeply, clearly very pleased with her. When he breaks off he says "Anya, our child will be very well taken care of, I promise. You will be careful with this one, right?"
9 Feb 14, 05:31 AM
Anya: She smirks, and then, in a rare show of effort, she focuses on him. "Do you...have a preference?" The child was also his after all, whatever the circumstances. He kisses her, and, caught up in the moment, she kisses him back. Their child, her mind is awash with varying degrees of emotion as the words echo. A very serious expression crosses her face at his question and she nods. "I promise" Whatever her feelings toward him, Draco Malfoy was the baby's father, and he obviously cared very much, if not for her, then at least for the child, and for now, and maybe even for the next nine months, she could find common ground with him for that.
9 Feb 14, 11:48 AM
Malfoy: Shaking his head he said "I would prefer a boy I guess, but little girls are also wanted. I want my sons to grow up knowing about girls and their ways first." She kissed him back and inwardly he grinned knowing another barrier they had passed; she was softening towards him more with the thought they shared a child, the first of several. "Good. Children should always be treated with care." Memories of his own childhood flashed before his eyes and his smile dropped a bit of it's shine, but recovered quickly enough. "It would be hard to find two people able to make more beautiful children, I am sure which ever they are they will be good looking." And with that implied compliment he kissed her again, this time without reaching for the mark, but deepening the kiss more then he often started with.
9 Feb 14, 03:40 PM
Malfoy: Let her think he was really softening, let her think this was all doable. The more she relaxed and got into it the more he would have her mind penetrated in the end. Maybe she would get to where she liked him even, but as long as she bent to his will he wasn't concerned. Anything else was just icing on the cake, and she could use some icing. Still, she carried now his eldest child, legal or not, and for that she deserved rewarding...
9 Feb 14, 03:50 PM
Anastasia: She smirked at the compliment, pleased in spite of herself."They will be perfect" she agreed, 'and hopefully get nothing from their father except their looks' she added silently. Enjoying a rare moment of genuine joy, and knowing this was likely to happen whether she wanted it to or not, she doesn't resist him. Leaning closer in an obvious show of, if not enthusiasm, at least willingness to comply without force.
9 Feb 14, 03:53 PM
Malfoy: Drawing upon his enthusiasm for a child of his own, Draco tapped that emotion and put it into the forefront of his mind as he kissed her, that joy and thrill of life pounding in his mind. The kiss became far more enthusiastic and was followed by both his hands coming up to cup her face, as if his joy was because of her and her alone.
9 Feb 14, 03:58 PM
Anastasia: Surprised, she wondered if her pregnancy might shift things between them, at least temporarily. Resistance wore on her, and she would likely need to save her energy in months to come. So, when he cupped her face she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her own excitement about the possibility of a bright spot in all of this coming through as well.
9 Feb 14, 04:02 PM
Malfoy: As she placed her hands around his neck, malfoy increased his kiss, expressing a desire for her in the joy of the moment that would b hard to break down into the truth. Instead he set about to seduce her like a common purebreed girl in his bed as he had done several times. On hand went down the side of her face and then up into her hair, exploring her scalp as he essayed a bit of tongue, exploring around her teeth to see if she was feeling it.
9 Feb 14, 04:09 PM
Anastasia: His touch this time was different, softer, and a more traitorous part of her mind wondered if it might be this way all the time if she stopped fighting him so hard. She let instinct take over as her body responded. Instead of overthinking, for once she just let herself relax and feel. Unhindered by her anger, she realized she felt good. Taking unheard of imitative, she broke the kiss to trail her lips down his jaw and over his throat.
9 Feb 14, 04:13 PM
Malfoy: His eyes opened as she moved across his jaw and he kissed her forehead as she passed aside. Flexing his hands in her hair he brought one around her neck, massaging the muscles at the back. He was happy enough at her reaction alone to feel elated for a different reason, but awaitied his next opportunity to take charge, letting her run the show for a minute first...
9 Feb 14, 04:17 PM
Anastasia: She felt the normal tension she associated with these encounters ebb out of her.he kissed her forehead and the oddly tender gesture sent an unfamiliar warmth through her. Without taking time to analyze that, she moved closer, relaxed into him as she brought her lips back up to his and kissed him softly.
9 Feb 14, 04:23 PM
Malfoy: As she voluntarily moved in close he met her lips with a brush of a kiss back, then another and another, each starting off light and becoming something much more, a desire expressed for her becoming greater with ever passing moment.. The hand from her hair slipped loose and moved downwards, trailing fingers to her waist where he held her firmly in time for his deepest kiss.
9 Feb 14, 04:43 PM
Anastasia: This was...what was this? Not love she knew, but...something. Responding to him without being ordered or compelled should have bothered her, but something else occurred instead. If she chose instead of being forced, it gave her some control over the situation. This, she realized, felt much better than being drug kicking and screaming. She would be in his house full-time soon, and she would have to find a way to do that bearably. Her mother would, as a pure blood witch, live a very long time after all. Far too long, she understood, to spend all that energy fighting pointlessly. Let him have her body, if he wanted, she reasoned. Being stuck in his house all day every day would drive her insane far more quickly than being his sex toy.
9 Feb 14, 04:49 PM
Malfoy: As she accepted his kisses and touch, Draco felt he was given permission to continue (even if he already had any permission she might have managed) and he proceeded, leaving her lips to go down her throat softly with light kisses, then around her collar bone to her shoulder, cleared just before by his hand touched in the edge of her dress.
9 Feb 14, 05:16 PM
Anya: His lips on her skin, possessive as always but uncharacteristically non-demanding. She tilted her head, exposing more of her throat in clear approval of the way his lips felt on her skin. One hand clutched his shoulder and the other drifted over his other arm as her breathing increased, became more rapid and shallow. Her eyes, which she normally kept closed during these times, opened for a few moments, studying him while he was distracted with other things.
9 Feb 14, 05:20 PM
Malfoy: As she stretched her neck, he took advantage of it explore a bit before working his way to her shoulder. His hand at her waist came up and found the zipper to pull down slowly, making the neck of her dress open as he returned, dipping farther down into her dress before coming back up to her lips and licking them before he kissed her again. Sensations would be the main things, trying to elicit new reactions from her then she could expect...
9 Feb 14, 05:25 PM
Anya: Sensations, new ones, more intense and less threatening, coursed through her, and she found, almost before she had realized what was happening, her hands finding their way to his chest, exploring, but slower, more tentative and with less of the passion fueled haze she'd normally have to be under to do something like this. He licked her lips and her eyes actually opened to meet his, her expression telling him that had been very unexpected and she pulled back for a moment, catching her breath and looking more than a little lost to understanding how exactly this had come about and having entirely no idea how she felt about it.
9 Feb 14, 05:30 PM
Malfoy: As her hands came up exploring his chest slowly, he kissed her again briefly, knowing she must either be giving herself up to this or being very confused. As the unzippered dress slid a bit lower, Draco saw her eyes looking at him completely mystified and he whispered "Ah Anya, is it so hard to believe that the mother of my children is completely desirable and beautiful? You put yourself down too far," he said sliding one hand around her back to support her as his other moved across her front, clearing space for the trail baack down her neck taking more care to keep his kisses lightly and teasing.
9 Feb 14, 05:35 PM
Anya: He spoke, and though she wasn't sure how he'd feel about it, she was honest, though not sarcastically so. "To you? Yes" He was being so strange, gentle even, and Draco Malfoy, in her rather extensive experience was not gentle. It made it hard to drum up defensiveness. His orders she could resist, his aggression, his gloating, his anger, she had well honed reflexes for those, but how did you defend against anything so soft? At a loss, and distracted by it, she became lost in her thoughts, trying to decipher more than she could grasp at once.
9 Feb 14, 05:38 PM
Malfoy: halfway down her neck he stopped and spoke to her skin saying "You have no idea how attractive a woman is when she is pregnant, especially when it is your child, Anastasia..." Her name was said with nearly a caress as he then continued down her throat and down to her breasts, his hand cupping one just as he reached her, running his tongue around her nipple before he said "Soon, I will not be able to touch these since they will serve to feed our child and that is going to be a hard thing to resist."
9 Feb 14, 05:44 PM
Anya: Ah, well, that answered that question. He was excited about the baby, but that...was that necessarily bad? It meant he might be a better father than her own, and wasn't that something at least? One deeply rooted fear she could let go of? He rarely said her full name in anything less than a very sarcastic drawl, so the way he said it now, as though caressing it, and the fact he was caressing her as he did so. He ran his tongue over her skin and for a moment she was focused on that, but when he spoke again it took her back to her original thoughts. Of him and of her, their children and her life. She wondered at the life her children would have, how she would explain her relationship to their father. It would be obvious from a young age there was no love between them, and she didn't want her children growing up thinking a relationship like that was acceptable in any measure. How then, could she protect them from it? Though she doesn't move away from him, she has stopped responding
9 Feb 14, 05:45 PM
Anya: entirely, as these thoughts and others begin to overwhelm her.
9 Feb 14, 05:48 PM
Malfoy: After running his tongue around her nipple, he centered on it, softly sucking her inside his mouth as he continued to cup her breast, his hand behind her back dropping instead to her waist to keep her from moving away. "Ah, you are a delight, Anastasia, that our children will have such a soft mother."
9 Feb 14, 05:53 PM
Anya: His voice jars her and her eyes clear. There is a sort of bewildered wry amusement in her voice when she answers him: "Glad to be of service?" What she really needed right now was to be alone with her thoughts before she did or said something really stupid, but since that was definitely not an option at this point, she exhales, trying to refocus on the task at hand.
9 Feb 14, 05:57 PM
Malfoy: Her voice sounds-- wrong and he lifted his head from her tit, tilting his head at her as he lets his fingers replace his lips on her nipple. "Do you not like feeling desired, Anya? I thought you would like this far more then the normal way..." Let her think he was about to resort back at her assumed displeasure.
9 Feb 14, 05:59 PM
Anya: Tension, immediate and complete as every ounce of ease she's managed to gain vanishes in a fraction of a second. "It...is not...anything like that" she answers carefully. "I was thinking and...I got distracted." She hesitates, "the normal way is not...preferable exactly, but it is...less confusing."
9 Feb 14, 06:02 PM
Malfoy: Silence for a moment as he continues to feel her right breasts and then he says softly 'WOuld you like to lead for once? WOuld that make you feel better, Anya? Or should I continue as I was?" Wonders if she could even handle being in charge of the pleasure, past experience telling him no.
9 Feb 14, 06:05 PM
Anya: She contemplates that for several seconds, liking the concept but having no idea how she'd actually go about it. She wasn't really the type, never had been. Not even with Ari, and she'd never been more comfortable with anyone than him. Ari...and then she banishes the thought, shaking her head both to rid it of his face and in answer to Draco's question. Instead, she kissed him, hand coming up to cover his on her chest for a moment as she deepened it, looking for distraction, looking for him to take over and obliterate memories too painful to be dealt with.
His mind told him that Anya was not a type to manage it, but she could not say he had not given her a chance. Suddenly she shook her head and put her hand on his chest, kissing him. What the hell does that mean... he thought. She had not put her dress back up and her chest was well exposed, but he decided she wasn't responding well to the attention there anyway today. That left him with a small handful of options, and he had two of them he had never done with her, thinking it too much making him the -- Ah no wait, he knew how...
9 Feb 14, 08:40 PM
Malfoy: "All right then, but since you are distracted it seems, time for something new." Taking hold of her dress, he slid it down. and took her panties with it. As he let her help him by moving around, he then lifted her rear and spread her cheeks, going down on her. By lifting her rear he kept himself out of the lower position and took charge, proviging to be as experience below as above.
9 Feb 14, 08:50 PM
Anya: "Something...Malfoy what are you doing..." But then, he made it clear exactly what he was doing and for a couple of moments she was entirely blank. She couldn't have been any more surprised if he'd gotten down on one knee and proposed. She did, however, get her wish, all thoughts of Ari, of their children, her future, anything but the overwhelming pleasure she now felt had been obliterated from existence. She, for her part, was able to let go, reacting purely on instinct she reached for something, anything as an outlet to keep the feeling from overwhelming her entirely, Her breathing became shallow and ragged as her eyes closed and she "Oh...oh Merlin....gods...Draco..." She couldn't even remember why she had been so determined to keep from his given name at the moment. Her brain had deemed it useless information. She whimpered, "Oh gods Draco, please..."
9 Feb 14, 08:54 PM
Malfoy: Not a huge fan of this particular tactic, Draco was quite aware it would break a girl down easily if she had not experienced it much. Thus when he sank himself in with his tongue, her verbal reactions and physical trembles were fitting and expected. Hearing his name was particularly gratifying hence he kept it up for awhile. When she sounded on the edge of breakdown, he lowered her, pulling his pants and underwear down swiftly and entered her hard and fast, stroking upwards to prove his manhood to both of them in that moment and soon found himself on edge himself.

9 Feb 14, 08:58 PM
Anya: Everything was so intense, so tightly wound that it took no time at all once he'd entered her and she was done, spiraling out into pleasures previously unknown. She was, for this one case, completely unguarded, lost in sensation and want, reacting naturally and entirely to him as a woman and not as an enemy. For the first time since before he'd marked her, she had wanted him purely for himself, for her attraction and his skills. A thought which astounded and terrified her, or would have, had she cared even a small amount at that moment. She opened her eyes, focused on his face, found she enjoyed on some private level knowing she could effect him, if only in this.
9 Feb 14, 09:02 PM
Malfoy: As she came, he smiled grimly and boosted is efforts, enjoying the feeling of her tightening around him and then loosening before he came himself, pushing himself deeply to the max. He was not sweating since the active part had happened swiftly, but still he could feel his breath coming in labored. Seeing her eyes open (though she still too was reacting) he leaned in and kissed her with al lthe passion he had been stashing away, showing that he too had powerful emotions, even if she had no way of knowing these were not all about her.
9 Feb 14, 09:05 PM
Anya: When he kissed her, she was only slightly surprised by the passion of it, knowing he desired her physically as she did him, she was only slightly surprised by the intensity, strangely flattered by it if she were honest. Then again, physical attraction had never been their problem. She closed her eyes and tried to catch her breath, recover but for that moment, and likely for the next several, she was spent, and more than a bit in awe. She had never seen this side of Malfoy before, and she had to admit, however grudgingly, it was a side she minded less than the one she was used to.
9 Feb 14, 09:49 PM
Malfoy: Feeling a successful complex of things had been done, not the least was his own increased pleasure, Draco smiled approvingly at her and as they both laid down, his hand ended up resting on her stomach again. "Anastasia, that was an amazing moment. Please tell me you felt that as well..."
9 Feb 14, 09:55 PM
Anya: Laying next to him was as familiar to her at this point as being alone, and when he spoke she could only nod. "I felt it" she murmurs. How she felt about it, however, she wasn't certain. Experiences like that could make nearly anything bearable she was certain, but she felt a softening toward him that concerned her. However attracted she might have been to him physically, she was still little more than his slave, mother of his first child or not. Still, warm, sated, absolutely secure in her own safety, she felt lulled into a state of relaxation that was a rarity for her. As a result, and against her better judgment, she found herself enjoying the moment, and she didn't strive to put distance between them as she normally did afterward.
9 Feb 14, 10:00 PM
Malfoy: He looked relieved. "Good. Moments like that are meant to be shared." His fingers spread slight across her stomach though there was nothing to feel or detect there. "When we get back home there are some things i should give you to wear. My great uncle had a number of things for maternity times to keep a child safe and healthy."
9 Feb 14, 10:00 PM
Anya: She rolls over to face him, nervous but not actually worried. She is fairly certain by now he won't actually do anything physically harmful. "What sort of things?"
9 Feb 14, 10:05 PM
Malfoy: he frowned in thought, but not at her, his hand moving to drape over her hip as she rolled. "If I remember right, a anklet which helps prevent tripping, a belly button stone which protects against force hitting the child like tables from sudden turns and other stuff, a few other things like that. He was very protective over his wife, anxciously so if I remember right. I doubt anyone else is using them right now." A glance up at her face and he smirked. "Maybe I should send a request to mother to send them so she is all in a dither before we come home for the summer."
9 Feb 14, 10:18 PM
Anya: Jewelry, that was ironic, though not surprising really. "It does sound like it" she speaks softly, She widens her eyes at him, "how is your mother going to react?"
9 Feb 14, 10:49 PM
Malfoy: He smiled, but it was defintely humor this time. "With a mix of humor, excitement, and disapointment. She already knows about you from my father of course and while she disaproves of the overall situation, she approves of my thinking ahead. She seems to think I captured you to make sure the family line continues if this stack of cards falls down upon us. So when you have our child she will be delighted and over protective I think."
9 Feb 14, 10:56 PM
Anya: She listened, understanding. He had portrayed her in a way that made it sound like a well thought out plan on his part. She could appreciate his cunning in that, and also the difference it would make in her quality of life. She didn't have to ask what he meant by stack of cards, she understood that too, and had resolved long ago not to ask him about that part of his life, she wanted no connection to the deatheaters other than what her relationship with him created. "Delighted and overprotective, much like my mother then." It made her wonder how much his getting married eventually would complicate things. She hadn't heard anything about a wife yet, but he needed legitimate heirs as well, and that meant a wife of his own station. The idea of getting underneath some pureblood pampered priss' skin amused her and she smirked.
9 Feb 14, 11:03 PM
Malfoy: he chuckled and nodded. "So both mothers under the same roof. It will be interesting, but I am going to be keeping her out of sight from the rest of the household till things....stabilize with the cards. You too. But that's all right, there is a whole wing left aside for me anyway. Plenty of rooms."
9 Feb 14, 11:24 PM
Anya: She nods, that's one order she plainly does't mind following. "Just tell me where we should stay when the game begins" she murmurs, keeping up the metaphor. "I can assure you we will not be in the way." In that regard she was somewhat grateful. She had become aware in recent months, though she was grudging in acknowledging it, that a connection to him was a powerful thing. It made her feel good in a strange way, but also conflicted/
9 Feb 14, 11:28 PM
Malfoy: "Well..." he hesitated, but she needed to hear it anyway. "Right now I live where I grew up, the old children's wing, but when I become the head of the family I will probably move into my grandfather's suite upstairs. The children's wing however is carefully closed away from the rest of the house on purpose so much safer. Long as you stay there you will be fine and that's like twelve rooms. Plenty." He hardly wanted the Dark Lord becoming knowledgable about her and her present situation though he could hardly hide it easily.
9 Feb 14, 11:33 PM
Anya: She listens, and for once her eyes are void of any sort of negativity. "I know how to hide Dra--Malfoy. My mother too, I assure you no one who is not supposed to will have any idea we are there." She hesitates, "if it helps, I told Madame Pomfrey I was not sure who the father was. I was not sure how you wanted that handled, and..." Here she smirks, "it was worth the radiating disapproval on the old woman's face."
9 Feb 14, 11:37 PM
Malfoy: Frowns at her. "You can call me Draco if you wish or not, I'm hardly going to be touchy about intimate settings, Anya." He laughed at the idea of the nurse looking that way. "Perfect, I'll have a word with her then. Thank you for telling me. I have no desire to hide you except that it is safer for you to be assumed to not be with my child while you are here at school itself. Once you are home I have no reason to hide it personally."
9 Feb 14, 11:42 PM
Anya: She eyes him, acknowledging that surnames were a bit silly by this point in the game. "Draco then" she murmurs simply. She arches a brow, an amused look in her eyes. "I am certain that will go over well" she answers, "especially given our...rather infamous history." Maybe this wouldn't be as difficult as she had imagined. He'd said she could fake it after all, and she needed an excuse to get out of his house on a near daily basis. She pauses, considering that and a question tugs at her. "What am I? Publically I mean?" The idea of their arrangement being common knowledge among his circle of friends grated, but she'd rather know it now than later.
9 Feb 14, 11:51 PM
Malfoy: Moving a big closer, hand still on her naked hip he said softly "And which do you prefer I use when not in front of others, Anya?" He tilted his head at her, then nodded, she did need to know probably. "I doubt most of my friends know actually, but they would assume you were my lover I think. Offically? I think we have the summer to decide on that. The public doesn't need to know a thing in my opinion." If there was any other story floating around, he had no idea of it so he would assume people were thinking of them as dating and that was it. "Long as the kid is kept secret till summer, I think we can keep any further speculation out of the public anyway."
9 Feb 14, 11:58 PM
Anya: Surprised he asked, she thinks a moment, "It really makes no difference to be honest. "Anastasia or Anya, anything really except...well you already knew that." She wrinkles her nose as though remembering something unpleasant. "Or Anni-kins" That stupid rune had taken two days to fade. That was a relief, though she imagined if anyone knew, she'd never have heard the end of it anyway. She smirks, appearing to enjoy that thought for her own reasons. "Not so far from the truth then, ignoring the unbreakable vow of absolute obedience of course." Surprisingly, her tone isn't as bitter as usual, and she wonders if she's finally coming to terms with it. She meets his eyes, "I imagine it will not make much difference until Mrs Malfoy steps into the picture" she acknowledges, expression making it clear she doesn't mean his mother. "No problem, Madame Pomfrey says I have nearly two months before I start to show anyway, and beyond that I can skip the mini skirts." That, she thought, was dangerously close to a joke.
10 Feb 14, 12:07 AM
Malfoy: "Anya then. It has a good sound to it, but Anastasia has too intimate a sound for some situations." He nods at her answer, glad to see she is taking the situation better especially as it was of her own making. "very true. It will depend on who my parents pick as well. That I can not predict but having set the rules for us, I now have to keep them up as well so she can hardly stop it." he smiled slyly. His eyebrows went up at the word miniskirts. "I don't think I have seen you wearing those and if I did I doubt I would have been able to forget it." His expression shows he knows she was playing with him, but his answer was a compliment to her legs.
10 Feb 14, 12:13 AM
Anya: Thinking of the occasions during which he tends to call her Anastasia, she tends to agree. The way he says it brings up something else she'd been meaning to ask him, though she's aware he could very well lie. "How rigid are the vows I made? Specifically the one about commands." She takes a deep breath, nervous for this answer. "If I tell you no once, will it kill me?" It had been the subject of her latest nightmares for weeks. His reaction to the miniskirt comment earns him an actual smile. "You wouldn't" she assures him.
10 Feb 14, 12:20 AM
Malfoy: A few inches apart they lay, though bound by tight unseeable bonds with both baby and vow, Draco told her the truth for both their sakes. "ANya, the definitions are tricky, few experiment with it. So let's make something clear; if you find something absolutely unmanagable tell me first in a question, such as "You know how bad that makes me feel" or something along those lines instead of no. Give me a chance to reword it if need be unless I am adamant about it. best not to risk the word no absolutely as there is a good chance it will kill you." He wasn't going to tell her it depending on how she felt about the word. At her smile, he runs his hands down her hips and his eyes follow it appreciatively. "No, I sure wouldn't, you have the look in spades for sure."
10 Feb 14, 12:24 AM
Anya: Appreciating that he took the time to explain it, she nods. "If you want something after 2am make sure I am awake before you ask me. Otherwise you may become very familiar with the Russian equivalent of 'go to hell'" She committed the rest to memory. She smirks, but it fades back because of the seriousness of the current subject. "Command me" she murmurs, "pick something."
10 Feb 14, 12:28 AM
Malfoy: Laughs. "No early morning errands, right. I suspect when it's an emergency, the vow will feel painful enough to wake you up instantly anyway." Her comment about commands gets a raised eyebrow. She liked playing things dangerously and he didn't care for that seeing as who she carried inside of herself. "Careful, Anya, you have two riding on your answer." He hesitated thinking then says "Kiss me and show me you don't hate me."
10 Feb 14, 12:35 AM
Anya: She thinks about that, "probably, my own personal internal Draco alarm..." She wrinkles her nose at that, "awful thought." She gives him a look, "If I had planned on getting myself killed, I would have done it before swearing obedience to you." The first part of the command doesn't surprise her, perfect for her purposes, but the second... Not hate him? Of course she hated him, didn't she? Okay, one part at a time. "I would prefer not to" she tested. "Oh wow, instant headache" The compulsion pulsed painfully, but due to her avoiding an outright no that was the worst of it, "but what if I do? Hate you?" The pain was almost blinding now, and the color drained out of her face. When she felt as though she was about to pass out, she leaned forward, kissing him softly and the pain began to ebb. The second part was harder. Did she hate him? He had cursed her, enslaved her, broken her pride, but...he had saved her, and her mother, he took exceptionally good care of her when he wasn't issuing
10 Feb 14, 12:37 AM
Anya: orders, and sex with him was mindblowing. It was...a very strange combination of emotions, thoughts, but above all, she was carrying his child, their child, and that...did it. Reaching up, she brushed his cheek with her fingertips, meeting his eyes. "I do not hate you, Draco." There, headache gone, and she exhaled shakily. "I am sorry, I had to know>"
10 Feb 14, 12:49 AM
Malfoy: He thought she was playing with fire but held his peace and watched her. Hearing her headache reaction he nodded grimly, aware it was a strict interpretation which she herself had to judge so if she knew she hated him, it would hurt hard and quick. He pushed on her hip to keep her balance as she paled, and then leaned forward to kiss him, lightly. "That's good Anya, very good to hear. And I understand you had to test it, though I think it was risky. However let me make something clear to you as well." Leaning forward inches from her face he whispered "I do not hate you either, Anastasia, not at all anymore," and then he kissed her softly, but caressingly for a good ten seconds before he pulled bakc only an inch, up close and personal, his hand moving back up to her waist.
10 Feb 14, 12:53 AM
Anya: She nods, but can't resist making the point as he pulls away, though her eyes are softer than they had been originally because of the kiss. "Of course not, I am not allowed to do anything you do not like anymore." She gives him a serious look. "I rather think if I were allowed to be myself, you would still hate me." Though to be fair, if she were still herself and none of this had happened, she would still hate him also.
10 Feb 14, 12:57 AM
Malfoy: the fact she brings it up at all shows she is stiill her which causes him to roll his eyes. "Anya, I don't hate you because you just showed me you were more human in reaction then I knew. Besides, how can I hate the woman who is bringing our children into the world?" His expression was half-amused at her bite in her words. 'I'm not so sure. If you were to have approached me differently instead of all the back talk from the beginning, I doubt I would have taken to hatred as I did. But you have changed, as showed in your apology before the current arrangement. You...surprised me greatly then."
10 Feb 14, 01:02 AM
Anya: Human, well yes she was definitely that. "I should think if anyone is familiar with my humanity, Draco, it would be you." She doesn't have anything to rebuff the child comment, she empathizes with it. That got her thinking, and she rolled onto her back, staring at the ceiling. "It does make one wonder what might have been, but I suppose it makes no difference now, what is done is done." She turns her head to look at him, "besides, getting under your skin was fun, it still is." Though her tone is more teasing than antagonizing by this point. She frowns when he mentions the apology. "I surprised myself also" she murmured, hand brushing over the mark and the frown deepens. "Not that it did much good in the end."
10 Feb 14, 01:09 AM
Malfoy: It was probably true that he was one of the only ones to see her vulnerable and he supposed she hated him more for that then anything else. "I guess that is true. I kow how to push that stuff beyond and away and you do not it's clear." he had learned that skill at his aunt's command and learned it well. That caused him to frown, wondering if it would leave him as nucking futs as she was one day. A half-smile at the under his skin comment. However that disappears at her last comment and he looks at her hard for a few moments without expression in his eyes. "Not everything is reversible, Anya, but I suppose if you were to want to try again you might could earn that removal as well one day. I am not entirely steel, but it would take some serious work on your part to please me that much." It would be far more then what she needed to do for a career, though he wondered if she realized her children could be an easy tool to earn it from him.
10 Feb 14, 01:12 AM
Anya: She arches an eyebrow at him as if to ask if he remembers who he's talking to. "Trust me, that part I have got." She rolls over, conversational, the slightest spark of hope in her expression. "Wait, the original deal was to convince you I wanted you, that I considered myself subject to you if I remember correctly." An ironic sort of smirk as she gives him a pointed look. "I would argue I held up my end of that."
10 Feb 14, 01:22 AM
Malfoy: He smirks. "No, trust me I have watched you, Anya, my way is much more powerful, but I will not teach it to you because I think it tears at the mind over time." He glances at the ceiling a moment as well, his face hardening. "I think it's caused a few issues actually, but it's the one weapon I have to resist the dark lord with the most he is not able to penetrate." A glance at her with amusement in his eyes. "Subject to me? yes, I meant for you to surrender completely and sort of sidestepped the way I meant and delivered yourself to me in another way. You have techincally bowed your head, but I know you, Anya, and while you accepted me more tonight, you are not there yet I can see. As to proving to me you want me, You have made some strides for certain, but as you just demonstrated a minute ago, you are just now getting over your hate. Correct me if I am wrong." He lay on his back looking at her frankly, wondering if she saw the difference.
10 Feb 14, 01:28 AM
Anya: She smirks, "and of course I am the picture of mental stability anyway" she points out, but doesn't argue the point, letting it go. "Resist..." she repeats, "You do not..." and then she stops, shakes her head, "never mind." She couldn't argue anything he'd just said without lying, and while she generally had no problems with doing so, it would complicate things if he figured it out over time. "Wanting you in that sense of the word has never been the problem" she points out. She rolls over onto her stomach, watching him. "You are not" she acknowledges, "so perhaps we should revisit the subject of boundaries. I know what my professional freedoms will cost. Will you outline for me, in specifics, what it is you consider fair trade for giving my free will over my body back?"
10 Feb 14, 01:37 AM
Malfoy: Leans up and touches her on the chest briefly, palm flat just about where her heart is. 'Listen to me now and I will only say this once. You do not know what is happening in my family right now Anya Belinko and o can not tell you any more detail as you do not have a way of protecting your mind from my Master, but it is not what you assume." His eyes are hard and serious and directly honest, no masks. "Things are coming to a head you do not realize outside these walls and I work for more then one goal here. Do not question me on this more, I will tell you when I can if ever." And by 'ever' he clearly meant the Dark Lord's future though it was not said out loud at all. "I protect you in the house with your mother for more then one reason, please do not question me on that part. Not now so close to the brink." After a moment more he removes his hand and falls over on his back again, staring at the ceiling as he sealed those emotions and thoughts away with the magic, his face showing stage
10 Feb 14, 01:40 AM
Malfoy: of slow calm returning to his normal mask of hostile indifference which she could now see was far more a mask then she had thought. After a long and very full minute he answered the last part in words more neutral then before. "Convince me you see me as more then a Master and the one who commands you. Show me you have a heart and it is more mine then you believed. And then kiss me with that truth and convince me of your devotion beyond the vow itself There are other ways I am sure, but this is the one that strikes my mind right now with these other words between us." Now he looked at her and a touch of apology was in his eyes as he said hoarsely "I can say no more right now on this. Please."
10 Feb 14, 01:43 AM
Anya: She goes silent for several seconds, caught in his expression, surprised for a moment by his intensity. "I have no desire to know anything" she answers, "and I promise I will not ask." She studies his face as the calm returns, realizing she is not the only one who wears a mask. "It appears I am not the only one who is surprisingly human" she observes, and feels a small piece of her armor chip, softening toward him in a more permanent way. The first time in the entire time she'd known him she'd ever heard him say the word please, and she'd never fathomed his saying it to her. Strangely touched, a foreign pang of empathy broke the surface, and she moved closer of her own accord, curling into his side and laying her palm against his chest. "Are you...asking me to prove I love you...because I do not think that is possible."
10 Feb 14, 01:52 AM
Malfoy: Seeing he has gotten though and managed to get them to a safe agreement without knowledge, he feels relieved and that helps a lot to his face returning to it's calm. he ignored the human comment as he shifted emotions and thoughts to their compartment, though a part of him wondered if she realized this particular mask had been in place for years with a deep mastery of a surface personality which did not reveal the inside man. As she touches his chest and curls next to him, he could feel her flesh and if they had not just done the deed a few minutes ago he would have responded differently then he did. Closing his eyes he let out a breath saying "I know love isn't possible, Anya, too much has passed between us and maybe some day you will understand more. But something similar I do believe is possible. Though I realize it will take time and i can not tell you everything that is happening in my world which handicaps this." Hope and faith, after all, happened even for dark wizards.
10 Feb 14, 02:03 AM
Anastasia: She wonders, for the first time if it is possible he is as trapped as she is. His comment surprises her, and in the spirit of honesty, she reveals a piece of herself as well. "I do not think I am capable of it, Draco." She warns him. "I have only managed it once, and it nearly killed me."
10 Feb 14, 02:07 AM
Malfoy: His words are quiet, but soft and not harsh. It is a honest moment for both of them. "I understand, Anya, but this," he touches her belly with ginger fingers as if she is fragile, "Is a new step for both of us we take together. Who knows what is possible."
10 Feb 14, 02:11 AM
Anastasia: True, she decided, if their having a child together was possible, who was to say what was and wasn't. She yawned even as she shifted next to him, getting comfortable without moving away. "Are you going to need anything else tonight? Because I have maybe ten more minutes of consciousness left."
10 Feb 14, 02:14 AM
Malfoy: He put an arm around her saying "No, just stay close please, the rest can wait till the morning." as he pulled the covers over them both, relishing her personal space being freely given.

[Shava]

10 Feb 14, 02:17 AM
Malfoy: Sitting at the end of the table was a right Draco often took, but he also knew what was about to happen outside. As students headed into the Great Hall, he caught Anya's arm and pulled her aside in the entrance of the girl's bathroom and held her there using a hiding spell to keep them from being noticed hissing in her ear for her to be still a minute.
10 Feb 14, 02:20 AM
Anastasia: Her knee jerk reaction was to scream when she heard his voice however, she went still without a second thought. Watching him expectantly for an explanation.
10 Feb 14, 02:22 AM
Malfoy: When the majority of the dorm had passed on with his two cohorts blocking the view of his escape and then heading off where they had planned to meet, the room of requirement, he whispered in her ear "All right listen up. The DE are here. The school is going to send the students to a safe place and you WILL go with them, Anya and wait for us to come for you there. Eithe rme or my parents if I am dead."
10 Feb 14, 02:24 AM
Anastasia: "D-dead?" Mixed emotions crossed her face, but dominant among them was fear, she was not certain whether for him or herself.
10 Feb 14, 02:26 AM
Malfoy: He rolled his eyes knowing this was not the time to have an emotional scene. "Yes. If no one comes by midnight, send an owl to your mother to come get you and wait at the manor at least a day. I do not know what will happen, but it's far too dangerous for you and the baby to be here at the school." He looked her right in the eyes, his honesty refreshing in a way.
10 Feb 14, 02:28 AM
Anastasia: She nods, realizing they probably don't have much time. "Anything else?"
10 Feb 14, 02:29 AM
Malfoy: he nods, swallowing as he doesn't like to think of it but there are points. "In the bottom drawer under my jeans you will find a document naming you as my heir. if no one comes by the end of the weak, you are al lthat Malfoy house has left. There's your wish, Anya, security and stability. it's worded so it only works if I am dead, but I don't know how I will survive this night so just wait till the end of the week. Understood?"
10 Feb 14, 02:33 AM
Anastasia: A wide-eyed look as she realizes all that would mean for her. "Understood" yet still, with all it would afford her she can't quite be happy about the possibility. "Draco?" She lays a hand on his arm.
10 Feb 14, 02:34 AM
Malfoy: Good, she would follow his orders and that should ensure a future line at least and her safe. Not the way he wanted it, but no time. "What Anya?" He hesitates.
10 Feb 14, 02:38 AM
Anastasia: "I do not want you to die" and the sincerity burns through her. "I will see you in a few hours." She takes his hand, places it over her stomach. "We will see you in a few hours."
10 Feb 14, 02:41 AM
Malfoy: His eyes widen as she speaks and he nearly stutters but bites his tongue. "You...what?" Ah Merlin what timing! "Are you serious, Anya?" His hand on her stomach, the idea he might survive to see his son or daughter born-- His eyes close and he lets out a long breath of air. "Anya-- I'll try. Just...go before someone notices you missing." Pulls her close and kisses her passionately.
10 Feb 14, 02:49 AM
Anastasia: She doesn't waver. "I want you to live, Draco. I want our child to know his father." She smiles, "mother's intuition, come back and find out if I am right." He pulls her close and she wraps her arms around his neck, kissing him back. She felt the compulsion of the command. " I...prefer not to" she murmurs with an ironic sort of smile, but after one more kiss, obediently turns for the hall.
10 Feb 14, 02:54 AM
Malfoy: Silence looking at her. he wanted that too, badly, but he was going to have to clear these thoughts in a minute to have a chance, though it gave him a certain desperate urge to strive harder. "Good luck, Anya, keep yourself safe and I will be along when I can." The kiss is a refreshing thing, knowing someone wants his life to continue.

10 Feb 14, 02:55 AM
Malfoy: -end scene-

[Shava]

10 Feb 14, 03:01 AM
Anastasia: She had neither eaten nor slept since the last time she'd seen him. She had spent the majority of the early morning hours pacing in the main hall before relocating to the garden with the sunrise. Her mother had pleaded, but Anya could not be reasoned with. Every passing hour she felt more alone, uncertain and unprepared for what could lay ahead.
10 Feb 14, 03:06 AM
Malfoy: Appiration before the gate, the three Malfoy's passed through it without hesitation, still a bit shaken by the night's events. As they passed inside, he saw her in the side garden and turned his steps her way. A blackened eye, tears and some gook on the back bottom of his robe which wouldn't come out and the haggard look on his face showed he had not slept either. As he approached her he said nothing yet, just held out his arms and pulled her close, clinging to her like water.
10 Feb 14, 03:10 AM
Anastasia: She heard his steps before she saw him, and when she did, she was to him in an instant. She brushes the hair out of his eyes, kisses the spot just to the left of the bruised eye before she embraces him tightly. "Oh Draco..." And her relief is palpable, "I was so worried..."
10 Feb 14, 03:13 AM
Malfoy: Holds her tightly for several moments saying only "I'm so glad to see you safe!" Several moments later he steers them to a bench and collapses onto it. "Have you slept at all? I haven't. But I need to talk. There are things you have to know now."
10 Feb 14, 03:16 AM
Anastasia: "I have not" she answers, then nods. "I am listening."
10 Feb 14, 03:19 AM
Malfoy: Nods wearily. Begins to tell the entire story which takes nearly thirty minutes, clearly drained by the end of it. "And now we don't know where we stand with anything or anyone. Good? Bad? I have no freaking clue."
10 Feb 14, 03:24 AM
Anastasia: She listens to it, all of it, and then speaks. "So it...you...all of it. You were acting?" An odd look and a wry smile. "And yet somehow I do not think you are about to tell me I am free." She exhales, "your mother though, she saved Potter's life. Without her they would all be dead."
10 Feb 14, 03:29 AM
Malfoy: Nods wearily, standing and putting a hand out to her. "Come on, bedtime. I won't make it much farther. Yes, acting. It was the only way i could keep my family safe." A rye smirk, but it falls apart fast. "No, that was from before. I was only partially acting then. You still had me pissed off back then." Small cough of laughter. "No, but when I wake up I'll remove the tattoo. But don't wake me before this evening." As he led her towards the house he shook his head. "Potter is my enemy. It depends on him."
10 Feb 14, 03:34 AM
Anastasia: She takes his hand and stands, following him. "Bedtime" she repeats in agreement, thoroughly exhausted herself. He mentions the tattoo and she looks up at him, startled. "You...what?" She smirks, "you will be lucky if I move before tomorrow" she counters. "Gryffindors are always doing the heroic thing, so perhaps there is hope."
10 Feb 14, 03:40 AM
Malfoy: Stops just outside the main hall door and pulls sleeve up so she can see the dark mark has faded to an outline. "Your tattoo, it's coming off today, just might be late. If I try to do it now I'm sure to screw it up." Shrugs and leads her to a door hidden off the great hall on the right and passes her through it into a hall which feels slightly unused. "Tomorrow then. We'll be famished by then I suspect." he looks doubtful about Potter, unsure.
10 Feb 14, 03:45 AM
Anastasia: She follows him, nods when he speaks. "It has been there so long I doubt a few more hours will make a difference." She followed him to his room, looking slightly thunderstruck. "It will all still be there tomorrow" she tells him. " For now, sit, and before I do this, you should know not to get used to it." She smirks.
10 Feb 14, 03:48 AM
Malfoy: Leads her into the room at the end of the hall then looks around confused, says the name "Fuki." House elf appears. "Move her things in here for now." House elf vanishes. Looks at her blearily and drops onto the bed, making an effort not to fall over as he semi-kicks his shoes off.
10 Feb 14, 03:56 AM
Anastasia: She kneels in front of him, finishing the job of removing his shoes as well as his socks. She taps her wand to the robe and it disappears, revealing further damage. A frown as her eyes travel over him. Unbuttoning his shirt, she slides it off his shoulders and lays it aside. Undoing his pants, she motions for him to help her, leaving him in his underwear. She touches her wand to his chest. "This will not fix it, but it will help with the pain." She gives him an apologetic look. "It is the best I can do." Undressing herself, she crawls into his bed next to him and presses her lips to the faded mark on his arm. "Good night, Draco"
10 Feb 14, 03:59 AM
Malfoy: As she helps him get undressed, he tries to remember if he asked her to and realizes she's just doing it. Relieved, and probably recognizing it for what it is in the waking time, he hellped as best he could, falling over while she undresses and getting roughly under the covers. When she gets in, he puts an arm around her middle pulling her up close as he says "g'night, Anya," and using her somewhat like a teddy bear falls asleep within seconds.
10 Feb 14, 04:04 AM
Malfoy: -end scene-
10 Feb 14, 04:07 AM
Malfoy: Wakes up, feeling odd and aware there is an arm thrown across him. Without moving opens eyes and sees the sun has gone down and a mop of black hair is across said arm. Lies there enjoying the parts of her as he becomes aware of them and then brushes her hair back with the arm not under her before he speaks in her ear. "Anya. Anya, we need to wake up." Speaks louder. "Fuki." Elf appears with a sharp crack. "Food for two, please." Elf disapears with another crack.
10 Feb 14, 04:10 AM
Anastasia: She rouses, grudgingly until the word 'food' registers. "Five more hours" she mumbles, but sits up anyway, rubbing at her eyes. "What time is it?"
10 Feb 14, 04:15 AM
Malfoy: Nods wishing he had that luxury. "Almost nin in the evening. Doesn't matter, you have to eat." Sits up on only one elbow, sheets sliding down slightly. "If you wanna we can go back to sleep after that, but food now." Elf reapears with two trays, puts one on her lap, puts another on his side which he pulls over, nodding at the elf who disapears again.
10 Feb 14, 04:18 AM
Anastasia: She nods, marveling at how weak the compulsion feels. She considers this as she begins eating. Did the spell, like Draco, take willingness into account? A question for another time, she decided. "How are you feeling?"
10 Feb 14, 04:24 AM
Malfoy: She had two to eat for now, he needed to remember that. He should have asked her this morning about food, but had been too tired. "Not as tired, not willing to face the day yet though. They have not drug me out of bed to go to the Ministry so so far I'm grateful. has to happen at some point though." Frowns, forces himself to take a bite and then eats with much more interest. "You? If you need more let him know."
10 Feb 14, 01:21 PM
Anya: She listens as he, nodding between bites. She does not ask if he's done anything worth being sent to Azkaban for. The mark on her flesh is proof enough he can as is the mark on his, however faded. Though she is fairly certain what his answer will be, she asks anyway. "Do want me to go? To the trial I mean?" She thinks for several seconds, hesitates. "I am not sure I have words for what I am feeling" she answers. "at least, not in English. Everything is too...confusing at this point."
10 Feb 14, 01:46 PM
Malfoy: He frowns thinking about that. "Hmm. I don't know actually. While it'd be nice to see a person in the office who doesn't judge off the face, I don't think it would be smart for you to be there in the stress of it all. Not to mention if they decide to pull you in as a witness. I'll leave it up to you." Nods, his mind is a whirl of things as well. "Well you want to talk it out, I am the one who can hear everything."
10 Feb 14, 01:50 PM
Anya: The concept of a miscarriage hadn't much occurred to her, and she hesitates before pointing out the obvious. "Could not be worse than the stress of pacing the hall all night waiting to find out if you were coming home or not could it?" She smirks, "well, as long as they don't give me veritaserum, I think you are safe. Though if they do, I do not think the 'enslaved' thing would come up in conversation do you?" She goes quiet for several minutes. "It is...complicated to care for someone to whom you are magically bound in service" she murmurs. "Because I should resent, but I suppose it is like living in a cage big enough you do not see the bars anymore."
10 Feb 14, 01:57 PM
Malfoy: Is silent thinking about it. "I will be talking about the things I have had to do under the Dark Lord's direction. My father will have far more to say, but I can see them giving me time just for having let them into Hogwarts. You and my mother might have a lot of free time around the huse waiting for me to get out. I doubt my father will for some time." Muses on this. Shakes his head about the enslavement, but then gives her a curious look about the rest. "Well that vow was what you chose to enter into, Anya, I offered a contract on paper as well. You made your own choice and I did tell you about what I would have you swear. Do not confuse the word 'slave' with 'servant.' You have a lot of freedoms a slave would never have."
10 Feb 14, 02:03 PM
Anya: She looks at him for a long moment. "I will stay home then, if it is all the same, there are things I would rather not know." She smirks, not at the idea of him in prison but the idea of free time which is a largely foreign concept. Out loud she says: "you never know how things will play out, we will cross those bridges if they come." She doesn't argue those points, they're true, and that fact is not lost on her. As a result, she merely smiles. "In fairness, the difference is because of your choices, not mine, you could just as easily have it either way." She finishes eating, relaxes back for a moment, "but you are right. In any case I think it is safer if I remain here."
10 Feb 14, 02:09 PM
Malfoy: Nods. "That's fine. I would ask the right to pass word to my mother anyway." Knows of one thing he needs to tell her at least. "Good point. Before I was angry at you, furious. Now that I know you better and we are having a family, things are very different. " Frowns in thought. "Just in case let me again say I would like you to finish out your education so if they send a notice about what they will be doing about the end of the school year you should decide when it comes in if you want tutors at home or to go do whatever the Ministry comes up with. Beyond that however, I have news for you I'd rather tell you now then let you hear about it from another. I have held back one secret from you that never felt the right time to say."
10 Feb 14, 02:19 PM
Anya: She smiles at him and it is dangerously close to a grin. "You? Furious?" She shakes her head with a look of mock incredulity. "Not ever" She laughs softly at the 'different' comment. "I would say so, yes." She nods to show she's listening, but she doesn't like thinking about what is coming. She knows he's right and that he'll likely be punished for his choices, but the idea of being alone with his mother here, of going back to school pregnant alone....they aren't the least pleasant to her. She gives him a wary look, the first in a long time. "You and your secrets" she murmurs, then looks at him expectantly.
10 Feb 14, 02:25 PM
Malfoy: Smirks at her humor. Sighs when she makes a face about the 'secret.' Looks at her and slides over, running his hand around her waist to pull her close and kisses her once for a few seconds before his hand ends up on her stomach again. "I didn't want our child growing up with an enemy out there waiting his time so just before all this started I finally managed to meet your father. I can see why you wanted to be safe from him; nasty character. You won't have to ever worry about him again." Let's his eyes come to her face on the last words.
10 Feb 14, 02:29 PM
Anya: He kisses her and she kisses him back, but hesitantly, knowing that whatever is coming must be big. "You...he is...gone?" Her eyes are wide, almost disbelieving. "You....how..." She shakes her head, "do not need to know" she amends. She leans forward and kisses him soundly for a few seconds."Then my mother...she is safe she does not have to stay here..." But that would leave her alone in his house with his family, so she tags on the end, "at least she can come and go now as she pleases..." She glances up at him, "right?"
10 Feb 14, 02:35 PM
Malfoy: He nods, seeing her suddenly not wanting the details and is glad of avoiding that lie for now. She would ask someday of course. When she kisses him he kisses back enjoying the reward and her freedom from fear. "Yes, your mother and you are safe. As long as she is here i can keep her protected to some degree from accients and such, but I can not protect her if she goes elsewhere, fair warning. But yes, a type of freedom in your minds at least from fear of his return." Hesitates. I have his things if you want them at some point just let me know."
10 Feb 14, 02:42 PM
Anya: "I suspect under the circumstances she will stay, but likely will want her job back. She enjoyed it." The weight lifted off her chest and she wasn't for a moment quit sure what to say. "His...things..." she hesitated over that. Her reflex answer was to tell him to burn them, but..."Maybe some day" she answers. There were pictures, memories she could barely grasp hold of that she might want to revisit some day. She was at a loss, her mother's safety meant her entire reason for making this agreement in the first place was now null. Her mother was safe with our without her. It was a jarring thought, and when she meets his eyes again she realizes that all at once, her original motivation for keeping her vow is gone. Going silent, deeply thoughtful, she moves the tray to the side and lays back, staring at the ceiling. The vow was still in place of course, and there was the baby to think about. She could not do anything to herself that might harm their child. She laid a hand over her stomach
10 Feb 14, 02:46 PM
Malfoy: "She can have it back. I never meant to restrict her but I couldn't keep her safe till he was removed. Technically you could say I could not keep you safe till it either. He's not the type to stay away. So making the deal with me meant it had to happen eventually." His eyes are on her belly again, softly running his fingers around as if to feel the slight swell which was just beginning. "I could not let that hang over our child's birth in any case. I've lived up to my side of things I think fairly well." Flashes her a glance before her hand joins his on her belly and he laces his fingers into hers. "First time anything has felt safe in a way for the last two years..."
10 Feb 14, 02:53 PM
Anya: She nods, "she will be glad of it I think. She does not like being confined to one place. I imagine it is strange after so many years of moving from place to place." He laces their fingers and she does not resist. "You have done what you said you would do, yes, that is true" she murmurs, still thoughtful. And so she would uphold her end. Her mother was safe, for the rest of her life, just as they had agreed. She was safe, at least from her father. She was beginning to realize, however, that the more immediate danger was in becoming attached to him, and she wasn't certain when faking enthusiasm had become actual emotional investment.
10 Feb 14, 02:57 PM
Malfoy: Doesn't know about the being moved part but gets the fact her mother will be pleased. "I'll let you tell her. I'm sure that will relieve her mind then." Wonders what will happen now that the danger was removed and how she will still react to him. He still wanted many sons from her, to establish that family as a second line. It would depend greatly on what their first child looked like he thought.
10 Feb 14, 03:07 PM
Anya: She frowns, "I am not sure" she murmurs thoughtfully. "She..she loved him, even now she does not see the man he has become as the same person. They knew each other from the time they were children, were arranged to be married before they were born." She turns her head, looks at him thoughtfully for a long moment but doesn't speak, then refocuses on the ceiling.
10 Feb 14, 03:11 PM
Malfoy: Ponders that, doesn't understand it. "So wait, she doesn't understand he was a danger to her then? I'm not sure I follow." Misses the look, trying to wrap his mind around that one.
10 Feb 14, 03:15 PM
Anya: "She thinks that after my uncle died, papa lost his mind. She does not hold him responsible for any of what happened after that. He was so different from the boy she grew up with and the man she married. For most of her life they were best friends. Leaving him was the hardest thing she's ever had to do, and I think if it had not been for protecting me, she would not have done it at all."
10 Feb 14, 03:20 PM
Malfoy: Now he sees more, but still finds it rather strange. "Well if he snapped he did so a long time ago. He was rather gleeful when I offered him a chance at taking you by force. I think he was intent enough on you he wouldn't have gone after your mother till he was sure you were completely destroyed mentally." Does not mention the rambling of the man on his plans.
10 Feb 14, 03:22 PM
Anya: She nods, "I was four then it started" she murmurs, "I have very few memories of life before that." A bitter smile, "of course he was, his line dies with me, and I am the reason my mother could not have any more children." She smirks, "It is ironic really, when you think about it since..." She waves a hand dismissively, "well, we have already had that conversation."
10 Feb 14, 03:27 PM
Malfoy: Frowns as she speaks and then unwillingly admits "He was a bit scary I must admit. People like that--" breaks off, then looks thoughtful and moves up closer to her face whispering "Anya. Would you like a new last name? Your children don't need to carry his name if you want, we can make up a new one for your new future..."
10 Feb 14, 03:42 PM
Anya: She looks a bit surprised he would admit to being scared by anything. "Now you understand why I was willing to do what I did" she comments. She goes silent, thoughtful, tempted to ask him if he's proposing, she decides against it. "Make one up? You are not going to offer to let me borrow yours are you?" Okay, she'd thought she'd decided against it. She gives him an amused look, but the thoughtfulness is just below the surface.
10 Feb 14, 03:47 PM
Malfoy: he nods at her comment, knowing what the man had muttered would have bothered her probably, but then she asks a question he frowns at. "I don't get to choose. The Malfoys always have chosen English bred pures and the son never gets his own choice. The only way I could give you my name would be if we renamed you like a cousin and passed the story around you were part of the family living with us from another branch." Shame. Nothing like having a wife who was bound to you so deeply. "I was thinking we could give you a new name entirely, or hint at English roots by giving you one of the names of those who died last night. In a few years it will be in the records and no one will question it later on if you 'happen' to be inheriting where none live anymore."
10 Feb 14, 03:50 PM
Anya: Another smirk, "Relax Draco, I was kidding. I am not suited to play the pampered trophy wife anyway. I would lose my mind..what is left of it anyway." She almost laughs, "I think that would get a bit complicated with the children" She points out, "a new name would be nice" though she pauses when he speaks of inheritance. "It is a strange world you live in."
10 Feb 14, 03:53 PM
Malfoy: "No, I imagine not." Looks like he would say more, but does not regulating that thought away. "Pffft, I don't mean money inheritance, but the name. It gives you more background hinted at and right now in the confusion my father's lawyer could make some great strides at planting the right details in the Ministry files if we act quickly."
10 Feb 14, 04:04 PM
Anya: She nods, "do it then, your choice, I do not care." An amused smirk, "though I still doubt I could pass for English." she murmurs, intentionally strengthening her accent.
10 Feb 14, 04:11 PM
Malfoy: hearing her agrement, he is more then surprised she would let him choose it. Does she trust him that much then? Sliding out form under the convers, he walks naked to the dresser and picks up a couple of books, putting all down but one and coming up with a piece of parchment, walking back to his bed (and knowing he looks good) he lay down beside her not bothering to cover himself and writes looking through the book of old pureblood names for the ones which have ended that he knows of. "Ah, here is one that seems fitting," he does not mention the incest it implies with a glean in his eyes, "Rosier. They could have had a daughter off somewhere. I can have him imply you have spent your time growing up in a family friend's home in Russia to avoid the whole war mess. Anya Rosier." And being the last line of a house no one would question her wish to keep her last name. It was only her implied husband they needed to have a name for. A bit more searching and he grinned, circling another name.
10 Feb 14, 04:14 PM
Malfoy: "And your husband can be home and crippled, living under the protection of the Malfoy's, one who I know is dead, Rabastan Lestrange. With his family line wiped out I think hiding the evidence of the line's end shall be easy enough."
10 Feb 14, 08:29 PM
Anastasia: She watches him as he walks away, eyes falling to the book when he returns. "Rosier" she repeats, then arches a brow. "If he is supposedly crippled, how am I going to explain it when I keep having children?"
10 Feb 14, 08:42 PM
Malfoy: He laughed at the question. 'Ah but if he is crippled, that does not mean he can not keep having kids. maybe they are the light of his life? Who knows." He made a few notes about the man's age and other numbers to get something reasonable and appropriate. "You will be able to make up the story as need be, there are only a few small things to figure out before hand." It occured to him if they had enough pages of records, he should be able to make it good enough as to let her put up a claim on the Lestranges vault and start her family without any of his money. Afterhe removed the more dangerous of things they kept in there of course.

[Shava]

Anastasia: She makes a face, but nods, conceding the point."I have the feeling that will involve studying a lot of very dull records." Something seemed to occur to her. "Are they relatives of yours? The Rosiers?"
10 Feb 14, 09:45 PM
Malfoy: "Distantly. Not close, about two generations back. Same with the Lestranges, but you can't be in one of the big families now without being connected so that's hardly surprising if you think about it."
10 Feb 14, 09:51 PM
Anastasia: Looks as if she wants very much to comment on that but refrains."Which would, for all intents and purposes, make me your cousin." A very amused look. "What about the other Slytherins? Blaise for example?"
10 Feb 14, 09:56 PM
Malfoy: Grins at her, eyebrows arched. "Naughty sounding isn't it? I rather find it amusing." He didn't think about it much. "Oh somewhere there's a connection I'm sure. Most often through the Blacks, they are tied into practically everyone. Why? Just curious?"
10 Feb 14, 09:59 PM
Anastasia: She shakes her head. "No I meant...won't they say something? Especially after...everything?"
10 Feb 14, 10:03 PM
Malfoy: He shrugged and rolled over so he was right next to her and looking at her face. "Anya, everyone will be laying low all summer I suspect. Least till the Ministry figures out what to do with everyone left if anyone. The people who know the truth won't know about this till long after it's established and there won't be any family to ask about it. Besides, soon as they find out you are staying with us I doubt anyone in a position to will think twice about it. Why would we accept an imposter unless there was a good reason? Being here validates the story. Even if I am in jail same time."
10 Feb 14, 10:15 PM
Anastasia: She listens, reassured, though she frowns at the end. "We are not going to talk about that" she murmurs. "It will not happen."
10 Feb 14, 10:19 PM
Malfoy: He gives her a half frown and shook his head. "Sure thing, Anya, we won't speak about it. However realitity will decide how other people feel about it. I promise I have little control over this part." Frowns more.
10 Feb 14, 10:24 PM
Anastasia: She smirks. "I did not think I would live long enough to hear you say something like that."
10 Feb 14, 10:36 PM
Malfoy: Flashes her a glance, part irritation, part amused. "And you will rarely hear me say it again. I prefer situations I can run with, but the Ministry in this situation is very much against us." Heaven knew his father had bought enough people there already...
10 Feb 14, 10:55 PM
Anastasia: "Once is enough" she assures him, but catching the touch of irritation she goes quiet. Leaning forward, she kisses him softly. "If you have only so much freedom left, what would you like to do with it?"
10 Feb 14, 11:01 PM
Malfoy: Hearing her go quiet he added softly "Bad habit isn't it, wanting to control situations to keep my family from being in danger. That includes you too of course." You could tell he liked her kiss and offer. "I seem to remember someone was worried about me last night. How do you feel now? because much of what I might consider depends on your thoughts..."
10 Feb 14, 11:30 PM
Anastasia: "Horrible" she agrees, but she's smiling. Her eyes widen at his inclusion comment. "Really?" She sighs, "still worried, but glad you are alive at least."
10 Feb 14, 11:34 PM
Malfoy: Nods, quite serious. "Of course, why wouldn't I?" She had an odd way of looking at things. She was going to be living in his house, carrying his chidlren, her mother lived here -- why wouldn't she be family? "Worried? Well I was worried myself. But having the Dark Lord gone makes things so much easier to deal with now." He looked up at her and reached out cupping her face. "What would you like to do, besides sleep more of course." His smile said he was teasing.
11 Feb 14, 01:20 AM
Anastasia: She hesitates noticeably. "It is...unexpected I suppose."She smiles ruefully. "You would consider the threat of prison easier" she murmurs. A silent moment as she considers, "tell me something about you from before all this, when you were young."
11 Feb 14, 01:26 AM
Malfoy: Gives her a sobering look. "You have no idea how much easier it is then him around." Young? Long time back. He thought for a moment. "Nanny said I used to ignore most toys, I prefered books before I could read, would turn them upside down trying to figure out what was in there that was so important. I pestered my father for new information all the time on magic, always wanting to know more. He used to show me some of my grandfather's things and tell me stories about how he had known them to be used."
11 Feb 14, 02:05 AM
Anya: Her expression sobers as well and she nods. "Then it is good he is gone" she says softly. "For everyone." She smirks at him, "I could see that, I enjoy reading as well, though more about history and cultures." She thinks about his father, having only a passing knowledge of the man, she still finds it difficult to picture him as a parent.
11 Feb 14, 02:07 AM
Malfoy: "It's odd. I used to worship the idea of following my father into the DE and I was so proud when the Dark lord chose me so early. But once I realized the cruelty of it and the difficulty of staying alive in the Deatheaters it made me glad for my success with my aunt's mind magics..." he frowns, remembering his mindset when he was much younger. Absentmindedly he rubbed the spot the dark mark was located as if reassuring himself it had not been a nightmare only. "I realized early on that to maintain my position with others I needed to be better at magic then them so i threw myself into it's study."
11 Feb 14, 02:14 AM
Anya: She looks at him for a long moment, "we all have short-sighed dreams when we are younger. That is not just you." She had dreamed of a normal life, one with a stable home and an actual family. A smirk as she realizes she's come much closer than she might have otherwise. "So what I am seeing now,,," She raises a hand to his cheek, studies his eyes. "Is this you?"
11 Feb 14, 02:19 AM
Malfoy: Concedes this with a nod, hand moves from her cheek to her shoulder, one finger running arcoss her skin. A raised eyebrow at her question. "At the moment yes. When things start to happen I will have to put the mask back on for awhile I think."
11 Feb 14, 02:25 AM
Anya: "You can do that? At will I mean?" She looks impressed. "Can you teach me?" She has a feeling a skill like that might come in handy given her situation. Speaking of which, she frowns as something occurs to her belatedly. "Draco...Anastasia is very...Russian." She looks bothered, "if the idea is to convince people I have English heritage..."
11 Feb 14, 02:28 AM
Malfoy: He nodded, but at her words hesitates. "I may not be able to, but we can try at some point. However, it unbalances the mind some unless you are very careful. And it was very hard to learn." Her worry causes him to smile as he runs said finger down her arm slowly. "I did say raised in Russia my dear, that should take care of it."
11 Feb 14, 02:32 AM
Anya: She considers that, then her eyes widen. "Can you do other mental magic, like...legilimency?" She looks, for a moment, a bit concerned. Even now, there were certain thoughts she'd rather he not catch wind of. She exhales, "Right, of course. It will also explain the accent, which is good because..." Here she smiles, "you speak strangely."
11 Feb 14, 02:36 AM
Malfoy: He shrugs. "Some, though not much. I am artfully trained in Occlumency however, the only way I have resisted my mind being probed and the secrets of my family revealed." He chuckled at her comment about accents as his hand got down and he realized tha tat was still on. "Ah yes, I need to remove that..."
11 Feb 14, 02:41 AM
Anya: "That makes sense" she says, more focused on the relived feeling coursing through her. His hand brushes over the mark and the resulting twinge reminds her as well. "Oh...right I...forgot." She seems very surprised by this. Rather than nod, she brushes her fingers over the mark on his arm. "Draco, this, will it continue to fade?"
11 Feb 14, 02:44 AM
Malfoy: A glance at her at forgetting and he smirked. "I'm surprised you could. I suspect it will be in my locker, I shall get one of the elves to get it for me." Her touch on the spot was a cause for a tingle in his arm. He had never let anyone touch his arms since the joining of the DE. "Your guess is as good as mine. No one else has ever cast the magic before except the dark lord. I think it will never completely fade, but just become more colorless."
11 Feb 14, 02:48 AM
Anya: She goes silent for a very long moment, a considering look comes over her, followed shortly by a resolved one. "Leave it"
11 Feb 14, 02:50 AM
Malfoy: His eyes come up to hers in both surprise while he frowned same time. "Anya, this is not the same as mine. Mine was directly tied to the Dark Lord's power. That you bear is from an item and it will still be as potent generations form now" he warned her, wondering what she was thinking.
11 Feb 14, 02:56 AM
Anya: "Then I suppose it will be useful in a few decades will it not?" And then her expression sobers. "Draco, I understand what you are saying, but..." She wonders how to explain. "I used to hate this thing, I seriously considered carving it out several times and dealing with the consequences." She continues tracing the lines of the mark on his arm. "But at this point it represents something. All bad decisions leave scars, but not all scars are bad things." She runs her fingers the rest of the way down his arm, laces them with his. "Yours represent a bad decision you were able to make the best of and eventually overcome." She meets his eyes again. "So do mine."
11 Feb 14, 03:01 AM
Malfoy: What she said amazed him, that anyone would keep such a thing because of it's side issues. A look of respect tinges his eyes as he looks at her and nods. "All right, I can respect that. Shall I remove the compulsion from it then? I can seperate the two out." Yes, he was not expecting this from her at all.
11 Feb 14, 03:02 AM
Anya: A moment of hesitation before she nods. "Please" and then, after another moment. "Will it hurt?"
11 Feb 14, 03:05 AM
Malfoy: he flashed her a grin after he called the house elf's name. "Come now, Anya, it will feel just like the first time. And everytime thereafter." He told the elf to get his trunk from the school and return with it as soon as he could. As soon as the elf was gone he turned back to her.
11 Feb 14, 03:08 AM
Anya: She tried to remember back to when he'd done it the first time, not a memory she liked to revisit and it showed. "You know I never did figure out how much of that was the spell and how much of it was you." She gives him a sardonic look. "I was a bit occupied with other things." Still, the look passes as it becomes clear she's let it go. "I guess we will find out soon."
11 Feb 14, 03:17 AM
Malfoy: "Oh it was all me and you, Anya, the magic only locked it in repeat mode." he smirked at the distraction part and then remembered she was talking about after the magic time since it was the sex that was on repeat, ntot the rest. What she remembered from after was not the magic but her own mind. "Truth. I'm sure it won't take a long time."
11 Feb 14, 03:18 AM
Anya: She looks a bit concerned, possibly more bothered. "If it is going to react the same, that means....that means all the bad too does it not? Not just the pleasurable parts."
11 Feb 14, 03:22 AM
Malfoy: His eyes turned back up to her face from her belly which he hadn't realized he was staring at. This child business really was distracting! "Pleasure is al lI locked in it actually. Your reactions to it however are from you only."
11 Feb 14, 03:26 AM
Anya: She considers that, wonders if it will be different without the extra stuff to focus on, wonders also if the differences in her attitude toward him will make a difference either. She smirks when she realizes he was staring at her stomach. "We should go and find out tomorrow, so that whatever happens, you will know." She smirks, "at least this time I will not have to think up an explanation for my 'interesting taste in tattoos" she mimics Madame Pomfrey's voice as best she can.
11 Feb 14, 03:32 AM
Malfoy: Looks confused. 'Um...what? find out what?" The smirk came up quickly because of the imitation of the nurse. "ha, yes I bet she questioned you a lot about that."
11 Feb 14, 03:35 AM
Anya: "The gender" she answers, "but now that I think about it it is probably too early to tell." She frowns, "I should probably set up appointments soon though." She smirks, "I told her I lost a bet. Seemed honest enough."
11 Feb 14, 03:38 AM
Malfoy: Realizes she had thought-- "Oh. Oh yes too early for that I would think. But sure, if they have not come to take me away tomorrow we can go see the Healer's." he frowns. He was going to miss some of the most important moments of all. "Um. Maybe we can go there and then swing into the Ministry so I can see if they will listen to me talk first." His face looked shifty, odd thoughts going through his mind. He nodded at her words, conflicted.
11 Feb 14, 03:42 AM
Anya: He said it so casually that she flinched at the thought of them coming to cart him off in the middle of the night. She nods, "whatever you think will help" she agrees. She arches an eyebrow at him. "You know I do not normally ask you this question but, what are you thinking?"
11 Feb 14, 04:00 AM
Malfoy: So. Tomorrow he would go stick his head in the Lion's den. When she asked he halfway answered, his eyes falling down to one of her breast but not in lust so much as to find something to look at while speaking. "Maybe....maybe if I go speak and answer their questions before they come to ask them it will look better, give me a more positive chance. So I don't miss out on the important things..."
11 Feb 14, 04:05 AM
Anya: She understood in part, the need to have done with the waiting. "It is worth a try" she murmurs, trying not to look as afraid as she feels. The idea of being in this house without him is uncomfortable. "I guess I will floo home from the hospital then, since I am supposed to be avoiding that."
11 Feb 14, 04:10 AM
Malfoy: "I'd better give you a tour of the house first I suppose. Show you the limited areas." Sighs. "All right, probably ought to get some more sleep so i am alert tomorrow. I--" Elf reapears with the trunk and he sits up saying "Good timing." and the elf disapears. Going to the trunk and putting the book and stuff on the dresser, he digs in the trunk and pulls out the metal part again coming back over to the bed. "All right, ready for this?"
11 Feb 14, 04:13 AM
Anya: "Thank you, though I doubt I will remember the half of it anyway to be honest." Wondering what he had been about to see, her eyes turn to the elf when it arrives, He speaks and she sighs. "No, but you should do it anyway."
11 Feb 14, 04:17 AM
Malfoy: Pulling the sheet down, he tried to keep from looking at her breasts as he set the silver on top of the tattoo and placed his wand on the back of it. "All right, here we go." he activates it releasing the memory hard into her mind, and then while it plays it all out in her mind he picks up the metal and the wand as she reacts to it, placing them on the side table then moving to hold her while she reacts.
11 Feb 14, 04:27 AM
Anya: The first few seconds were mild enough she mistakenly thought she had over-estimated this. However, the memories not created but aided by the sensations of the magic, caused everything to magnify. She remembered the look in his eyes, his touch, the feel of his lips, the very first moment she had realized how desperately she wanted them on her skin. Physically, her eyes close and she gasps, grasping at the sheets on his bed and biting her lip. "Draco...gods...oh...." but when her eyes open it is not this Draco she is looking at, but a place in the distance, reconnected fully to this memory for what she hopes will be the last time. Her breathing increases, the feeling builds and her body moves as though reacting to touches not actually present. She remembers unwillingly the circumstances surrounding these moments, his forcefulness, his hatred, and the pain of those thoughts mixes with the pleasure, as she tenses, nearing the end of the spell. When it happens, her body jerks suddenly before going completely still. It takes several seconds before she opens her eyes again, and more before her eyes have cleared of all the emotional ramifications of those memories. "Draco" she murmurs in recognition, and then, when she's finished recovering her voice. "Your eyes...I like them much better now."
11 Feb 14, 04:30 AM
Malfoy: He holds her while she reacts, remembering some of it himself, though not nearly as vividly as she does till the end when she suddenly jerks and he feels her breathing in his arms, understands she is nearly done. Now he simply has to wait for her to react...
"I didn't realize they had changed so much..." Then realizes what she means by that. "Oh, oh right. well, you've changed a lot since then too."
11 Feb 14, 04:33 AM
Anya: "I did not either until..." She frowns, shivering slightly. She frowns, but thoughtfully, wondering at that. "Have I?"
11 Feb 14, 04:36 AM
Malfoy: he nods, meaning it. "Yes, you have. I think for the better personally, but you don't have that harsh edge anymore. maybe it's knowing you will be a mother soon?"
11 Feb 14, 04:40 AM
Anya: She smirks, but resists the urge to say something even partially sarcastic since she isn't sure how many of these moments they have left. "Maybe" she answers, "but I think it is also that I do not feel...threatened anymore?" She shrugs, "I suppose that is strange given my life is in someone else's control, but I feel as if I can finally breathe."
11 Feb 14, 04:48 AM
Malfoy: Nods. "You certainly are not threatened now true." That could be; it might be that the death of her father certainly helps. "Well i do give you a lot of leaway in this. Probably doesn't feel as binding in a way either." watches her face carefully
11 Feb 14, 04:50 AM
Anya: She smirks, "Oh do not worry, I promise I will not get used to it. Once the baby is born you can put me back to work." She is teasing, but there is perhaps a small part of her that wonders still how accurate this might be.
11 Feb 14, 04:55 AM
Malfoy: Unaware as he listened to her his hand slid down her side to her thigh of it's own accord. "Oh no, once the baby is here the other tasks go on the back burner. Your focus will be on the baby I would think." Smiles, thinking they both needed a distraction.
11 Feb 14, 05:00 AM
Anya: She is very aware of his hands on her, especially in the wake of what happened a few moments before. She turns onto her side, fully-focused on him once more. There is a softness in her expression, a warmth that is uncommon to her features. "It will be so strange" she muses, "a baby" but the soft, awed, adoring way she says it, and the way her eyes change give him clear insight into how excited she truly is by the prospect. "A baby, Draco, ours."
11 Feb 14, 05:06 AM
Malfoy: His smile grows a bit as she turns to him, his hand sliding along her hip as she turns and fingers spreading, feeling her skin. 'The big adventure, doesn't get any bigger then that really. " Her excitement gets to him as well. "I know! Anya, our eldest child is soon to be in the works. I think I can tell you how excited I am about this..." A glance down shows his physical reaction is one of desire for her again.
11 Feb 14, 05:11 AM
Anya: As his hand slides down over her skin, she feels her body respond, strong as ever to the look in his eyes and his obvious physical reaction. She smirks, "well I guess that puts that to rest once and for all" she murmurs. Moving closer and leaning forward slightly, she kisses him deeply for several seconds. Pulling back for a moment, she smiles up into his eyes.
11 Feb 14, 05:15 AM
Malfoy: "Rest? Not yet, I think I can imagine something else before sleeping again..." Kisses back, enjoying it, and as she pulls back he says much softer "You know, ever since you showed concern about me last night I've been thinking about you..." Hand slides up her back, enjoying her closeness.
11 Feb 14, 05:18 AM
Anya: She laughs, "not what I meant" She smirks at him, "but I can think of a few things also." She doesn't have to ask what he's referring to, but she does tilt her head as she gives him a curious look. "Thinking how?"
11 Feb 14, 05:23 AM
Malfoy: Oh good, so nice to know we think the same way about some things," he kisses her neck once, twice before she asks. "That it's one of the few times that I regret being an only child and unable to choose my future. Because I can imagine a future I would much prefer." He kisses her again, running around her neck. "and I think I'm going to be very distracted in the near future..."
11 Feb 14, 05:29 AM
Anya: A smirk now, "it is the Slythein nature I think, to take advantage of a good opportunity when one arises." She wrinkles her nose. "Oh that is such a terrible pun." Her eyes widen, shooting up to his as she goes blank for a few seconds. Unsure how to respond, if its even possible he means what she thinks he might, she doesn't speak for a moment, and when she does, it is to his last statement. "I can promise you that much."
11 Feb 14, 05:34 AM
Malfoy: He grinned. "I can think of a very good opportunity right now actually, and it involves several places I think you will like..." Nodding at her look, he lowers himself to her neck and kisses again saying softly "Do you want to be in charge this time Anya?" A rare concession for him to offer her some control.
11 Feb 14, 05:41 AM
Anya: His question earns a very very surprised look. "You are full of surprises tonight" she observes. A thoughtful look comes into her eyes, knowing she has no idea how to go about that but...if it is the last chance she's going to get for a very long time. "I think I would like to try, yes." Taking his hand, she raises it to her lips, kissing his palm and then his wrist, a moment's hesitation before she brushes her lips over his mark. The message, she hopes, as clear as she can make it. She is not sure if others will forgive him for his choices, but in this, she wonders if it is possible to show him she has.
11 Feb 14, 05:43 AM
Malfoy: For once, the face she makes gives him a slight chill of anticipation. He smiles as she kisses her way down his arm as he says almost unheard "You are the only person I've trusted with closeness to my arms since I got that thing..."
11 Feb 14, 05:48 AM
Anya: She raises her head to look at him, and then, with a slightly self-satisfied smile, she kisses the mark again. "And you are the only person I have ever tried to do this for" she murmurs, "so I suppose it is a time for firsts." She lowers again to kiss his shoulder, continuing up to and over his throat. She lingers at his jaw for a moment. "There are very few places I have not felt you, Draco. I think it is time I returned that particular favor."
11 Feb 14, 05:53 AM
Malfoy: it surprised him that she was not a much more dominant person really, her attitude seemed to express it in a way. His eyes became slightly larger at her words; did she mean what she was implying...? "I would be delighted to experience more of such a beautiful woman, Anastasia..."
11 Feb 14, 05:56 AM
Anya: There it was, that name, her name, said in the way that meant she got to him, that he felt her. She raised her lips to his, kissed him deeply, not so much aggressive as intense, letting him, for once, feel the fullness of her emotions regarding him, deep and chaotic in ways she barely half understood. Pulling back to look at him for a moment, she brushes the hair out of his eyes before she runs her fingers through his hair, slow and soft, intent on making an impression, creating a memory that will stay with him if things go badly tomorrow.
11 Feb 14, 06:01 AM
Malfoy: He felt thati intensitity and tried to match it, feeling her trying to 'send him off' with a good memory just in case and he appreciated it a lot. It was....odd letting a woman treat him like a possession, but he sort of liked it letting her brush his hair back with a casual feeling.
11 Feb 14, 06:07 AM
Anya: The hand lowers, brushing his cheek, lingering there for a moment. "I know you meant to consume me when all of this started, Draco" she murmurs. "I am not sure how you would feel if you could know how completely you have succeeded." The hand drops, trailing down the other arm to wrest near his wrist. Her lips move lower also, down his throat and then to his chest from one shoulder to the other as though trying to memorize the feel of him.
11 Feb 14, 06:09 AM
Anya: rest*
11 Feb 14, 06:12 AM
Malfoy: he hears her words, and is a touch surprised she is wiilling to admit he has captured her well. "Then I wanted to break you and that anger you had...I'm glad to see I didn't break you, just softened you up because you are a treasure this way Anya." He swallows, thinking about how tragic it would be to have to sit in jail after all of this, having the joy sucked out of him by those creatures. "Ah, to finally find so much right on the edge of the cliff! d@mn it's going to be hard to let go of you in the morning."
11 Feb 14, 06:18 AM
Anya: She does't pause even as she thinks over that/ Is she broken? She doesn't feel damaged. In fact, she feels...much better emotionally than she had since she could remember. She laughs softly, a warm, soft, whisper of a sound, as though she's afraid to let the moment pass. "I do not know about soft" she answers, "but I do feel...different....I am not sure what kind." Continues over his chest and down his stomach slowly, taking her time and smiling against his skin when he speaks again. "Consider it your motivation to find your way back home" she says the words without looking up or even moving away, letting him feel her lips as they move over the words against his skin. A kiss at his hip before she does finally look up for a moment. "A few hours" she repeats, an echo of her sentiment before she'd left him at the school. "It is only a few hours."
11 Feb 14, 06:28 AM
Malfoy: He had never had anyone, in his numerous encounters with the fairer sex had someone treat him as if he was cherished, more then just desired and her careful exploration with her lips convinced him that a woman had great power of her own carefully hidden away till needed. "Whichever you decide, Anya, it's a very good part of you." He shivers slightly as she speaks a rueful smile on his face. "Merlin, you'd have me telling them everything if I'm not careful...I'll certainly keep it in mind!" His head comes up to look down his body at her, hearing something in her voice that had his full attention. "True, not long I guess..." It could be far too long for him if he wasn't able to return tomorrow night. His hand slips into her hair softly, brushing it back over her shoulder as he comes up on his elbow watching her with something akin to wonder.
11 Feb 14, 01:42 PM
Anya: She marveled even as she continued, trailing her lips from one hip to the other softly before pressing her lips softly to his inner thigh for a moment. What /was/ this? Not love, at least, not the kind she'd felt for Ari, this was...She remembered the night before, the fear, the worry. 'I do not want you to die' she'd said, and she'd meant it. She...cared...yes...that. Because as much as he had taken from her over the last nearly two years, he had given her so much also. She would have a family now, something she'd given up on when Ari left. She was distracted momentarily from her thoughts when he spoke. "Tell them whatever they need to hear to let you go" she answered. Not as though she had issues with lying, she'd done quite a lot of it herself. The feeling of his hand in her hair tingled along her nerve endings, a weak point of hers that was rarely exploited. Though they were now closer by far than in the past, they generally skipped over the more intimate aspects for which these
11 Feb 14, 01:45 PM
Anya: encounters created opportunity. She nodded, "not long" she repeats. With a very brief moment of hesitation during which she reconsiders for the fourth time whether or not she's actually going through with this, she takes a deep breath before she kisses the tip of him, trailing her lips down the length. Another first for her, though she wasn't certain she'd admit to that.
11 Feb 14, 01:49 PM
Malfoy: Ah, so she wanted him back, wanted him safe and not locked away. the reaffirmation of that filled him with a inner glow. Followed shortly by something he had forced women into in the past, all the more delightful because it was freely given. As he watched her kiss him in his mmost private of places he smiled, still brushing her hair because it felt right. His breath was more audible now as he watched her unable to look away
11 Feb 14, 01:59 PM
Anya: Encouraged by his reaction, she continued kissing for a few seconds before, after gathering her nerve. She moves back up, taking him into her mouth, odd she thinks, definitely so, but not necessarily uncomfortable, except for the slight uncertainty of what exactly she's supposed to do. However, being a Slytherin did have its perks in this area. She had been dorm mates with Pansy Parkinson after all.
11 Feb 14, 02:01 PM
Malfoy: Clearly her first time, he watched her for a moment as she took him in her mouth and felt a slight intake of air when she first managed the tip. She had no idea how good a hot mouth felt...
11 Feb 14, 02:07 PM
Anya: Closing her eyes, she focused on him, on what she was doing, shutting out his face out of the corner of her eye, trying to get over the case of nerves that arose. It was rare for Anya to feel inexperienced anymore, had been for ages, but this situation, being the one in control in general for that matter, was entirely new. She still felt awkward, but she managed mostly to ignore the feeling, focusing instead on the fact she might not get another chance to make things memorable, doing her best to do so as she focused on him and him alone.
11 Feb 14, 02:10 PM
Malfoy: As she continued, he could feel her confusion as she tried different things, but he wanted her to be in charge not in a class so he kept his mouth shut, focusing on the fact she wanted to please him. that ALONE was enough to cause him to make some sounds softly of encouragement and watching himself disappear into her was an additional delight
11 Feb 14, 02:17 PM
Anya: She raised her head after a few more seconds, looking him in the eyes, she seemed slightly embarrassed, but she grinned. "This is so not as easy as they make it sound in the dorm" she mumbles, almost pouting. Moving up, she kisses his shoulder and then his lips for a few seconds. "I do not think being in control is in my nature" she admits, smiling in .a mix of slight embarrassment and amusement. "Ironic is it not?"
11 Feb 14, 02:21 PM
Malfoy: She got a slight laugh out of him at her comment. "That would be because the ones doing it have practiced a lot and I'm not sure you want to follow them down the same track." He kisses her back, both amused and maybe a tinge disapointed, but covered well from long experience. "That's all right, Anya, you know I tend to get a thrill out of being in charge." He shrugged. "I'm afraid that is my nature." He kissed her with enthusiasm then had an idea. "however, we can manage something for you if you want to trust me a few...."
11 Feb 14, 02:35 PM
Anya: She wrinkled her nose, nodded agreement. "I do not think so either" even if she had been allowed. She felt a bit disappointed with herself and it showed. She laughs however when he speaks. "I never would have guessed." She hesitates a moment, "It is probably strange for me to be saying it, but I do not mind so much" she shrugs, "it suits you." She arches an eyebrow when he pulls away and speaks. "Trust you..." a tentative look and a moment's hesitation. "All right..."
11 Feb 14, 02:40 PM
Malfoy: Hearing her laugh with him was good. Hearing she didn't mind it so much from him was even better, but he heard her trust hesitation. Running a finger down her nose semi-playfuully he said "There's more then one way to feel in charge. Here..." hands on her hips he raised her up to about the right spot and then said "Now slip me in and you will control all the movement here..." And when he felt himself inside, he showed her how to move by guiding her hips, it didn't take but about three moves up and down before he put his head back for a moment with his eyes closed, very much enjoying it.
11 Feb 14, 02:46 PM
Anya: She did as he told her eyes closing for a moment as she slid down over him and the feeling coursed through her. Feeling less awkward, the combination of his reaction and her own helping to alleviate some of the tension from before, she moves, realizing that doing it this way, she's able to control her own pleasure as well as his, and that thought excites her. She could handle this, she could..."Oh....wow..." Her voice is surprised by the difference in the way this feels.
11 Feb 14, 02:48 PM
Malfoy: Eyes still closed and enjoying the feel of her wrapped around him he moves his hands to her rear feeling her muscles contracting as she moves and responds 'Merlin..."
11 Feb 14, 02:59 PM
Anya: Finally able to relax emotionally, her physical reaction to him takes over, and she gasps, able to control her own pleasure, it doesn't take long before she feels the familiar build and the anticipation rises with it, she tenses around him leaning forward to kiss him passionately, bracing on either side of his face.
11 Feb 14, 03:10 PM
Malfoy: As she builds she tightens inside adding to his pleasure as well and he feels the excitement build faster. by the time she is on edge, he's already there and trying to hold back for the right moment. When she kisses him he kisses back and so when they go, they nearly go together and he knows he won't be forgetting her reaction to that position for a very long time! "Anastasia..." he gasps afterwards, knowing he has to express what is inside at that moment and her name will tell her all.
11 Feb 14, 03:19 PM
Anya: Her name on his lips, the emotion behind it brings her up short even as she tries desperately to catch her breath, leaning forward over him, she cups his cheek. "Draco" she murmurs, brushing her lips softly, tenderly over his, she leans up, raising herself off of him for a moment, only to situate herself on his chest. "Oh Draco", her voice is soft, oddly vulnerable, speaking far more than she's capable of saying in either language.
11 Feb 14, 03:25 PM
Malfoy: Kisses back, feels her resettle and mostly is pleased to still be inside of her. Puts a leg up and over her and wraps his arms around her as she settles more, kissing her. Lying there in companiable silence, Draco thinks the future is going to be very good indeed with Anya by his side...

[Shava]

11 Feb 14, 03:44 PM
Anya: She is standing in the nursery watching him sleep, wondering if she will ever become bored with such things, though she doubts it. She reaches down, brushing a fingertip gently over his cheek. "moya lyubov'" she murmurs tenderly. "moye sokrovishche"
11 Feb 14, 03:46 PM
Malfoy: Entering, stops in the doorway to watch her for a moment. Walks in quietly and stops behind her, sliding his hand around her middle as he leans over slightly watching their son.
11 Feb 14, 03:51 PM
Anya: She turns her head when he comes close, smiling. "You would never guess when he is sleeping how healthy his lungs are when he is awake" she whispers softly. "I have roughly two hours until his next feeding, so if you are planning to use them, use them wisely." She catches the look in his eye, realizes something is up. "Draco...what is it?"
11 Feb 14, 03:55 PM
Malfoy: Chuckles softly, touches this ones head slightly as his son turns more into his palm. Delight in his eyes cause him to say softly "Ah yes, he knows his father all right." Heres her confession on timing and grins. 'Come, out in the hall so we don't disturb the prince of the manor..." Leads her out into the hallway and does not speak till the door is closed softly for a moment. "Anya, my parents surprised me with this just now." Holds out the rolled up contract.
11 Feb 14, 03:57 PM
Anya: "Of course he does" she murmurs, "he looks just like you." She follows him out into the hall, concerned at this point. He holds up the parchment and the word 'parents' registers. Her stomach sinks. "Is that what I think it is?"
11 Feb 14, 03:58 PM
Malfoy: Grins at her comment and slips his other arm around her middle, pressing her slightly agaisnt the wall. "Yes, and it's not as bad as I thought either. Spare daughter, four years younger then me, and if I remember right from her sister, she's a mouse."
11 Feb 14, 04:00 PM
Anya: He presses closer to her and she lays her head on his chest, mostly to hide her expression as he continues. "Anyone I would know?" At four years difference it was unlikely, but she wanted to be prepared.
11 Feb 14, 04:02 PM
Malfoy: He doubted it. "I only know her cause her sister was in my class so I got introduced. TO be honest I thought she had a crush on me when she was way too young. Astroia Greengrass." Mainly too young because her sister was one of his on/off friends. That would have been awkward.
11 Feb 14, 04:05 PM
Anya: She sighs, buries her head and goes silent. "So...what happens now?" To him, to her, to their son and their life. Things had been so good lately, she had almost let herself forget...
11 Feb 14, 04:08 PM
Malfoy: He shrugged. 'It's a contract, not a wedding yet Anya, we have time to work out details, but I didn't want to hide it from you either. I'll meet her this weekend and feel her out for how she will react. I plan on telling her I vowed to give you a family to reestablish your family line so it will happen whether she likes it or not. If she is as mousy as I think, I should be able to get her to accept it. Then we have a year before she comes here for good." Time for at least another child, he thinks to himself softly.
11 Feb 14, 04:10 PM
Anya: Time, she thinks, a slight relief. She still had time to enjoy before...She frowns. "What happens if she does not?" She asks him, "if she is your parents choice, will you not have to bend to that?" And if he did, what would happen to her?
11 Feb 14, 04:21 PM
Malfoy: His eye took on a predator's view of things for a moment. "Oh there are ways and I can be very persuasive. I think the odds are very good for us. However if she does not like it she runs the risk of being refused and that will ruin her contract chances. I think she is smart enough to roll with it." he kissed her then, a reassuring kiss. "Give me time to work on this, Anya, no need to make plans when the bridge maybe just fine for us."
11 Feb 14, 04:30 PM
Anya: She smirks at first at the persuasive comment, and is about to say something cheeky when she remembers the method of persuasion with which she is most familiar, and she realizes that is something she'll have to get used to as well, which compounds the sinking feeling. "I guess we will have to see" she murmurs softly, unwilling to say anything more telling. "I am sure everything will work out" for him anyway. She pulls back, looks up at him, her expression carefully masked. "Is there anything else?"
11 Feb 14, 04:35 PM
Malfoy: " We will," he said, sureness in his voice. "Don't give up, Anya, I'm going to find a way to work this out. Remember, you were not only here first, she is going to only be the face on the marriage." Sees her pulling back, pushes up against her body more looking her in the eyes. "I just wanted to be sure you knew what i knew. Did you want to see her? Or what? What is it that you want, Anya?"
11 Feb 14, 04:38 PM
Anya: She doesn't respond at first, considering her words very carefully, and when she does speak her voice is as emotionless as her face. "Right, and things will go exactly as they were supposed to." He pushes up against her and she looks up at him, expression veiled. "Now I know" she murmurs in acknowledgement and little else. She shakes her head. "I would prefer not to" She does not react to the question, saying only "I cannot think of anything."
11 Feb 14, 04:43 PM
Malfoy: Looks annoyed that she is pulling back, retreating. "d@mn it. I am trying to do the right thing here." Partial lie. "And you seem to be forgetting all we have come to be." Sighs. "Fine. I can. I want another child before she ends up here, Anya, I want to feel that delight in you, the pulsating reaction to me, the absolute joy in your eyes when you hold the child, knowing the baby is ours. Ours, Anya, no one can take that away from us."
11 Feb 14, 04:48 PM
Anya: Startled by his reaction, the veil lifts for a moment. "I have not forgotten anything, Draco." Another child, strong emotion wells up, and she has to struggle to push it down. "Whatever you want" she murmurs,
11 Feb 14, 04:51 PM
Malfoy: He snorts, hearing her repressing as he has come to know her so well. Watching her eyes he sees that the child remark hits home and she answer with her passive mess. "No Anya," he said catching her chin and lifting it slightly towards him as his voice drops softer, "what i desire." And he kisses her passionately, willing her to remember how much they feel for each other.
11 Feb 14, 04:57 PM
Anya: He catches her chin and she stiffens. His lips find hers and she tries, she really does, remaining stiff and indifferent, barely responsive for a few seconds before something in her melts, shattering her resistance. She kisses him back, eyes closing tightly.
11 Feb 14, 05:00 PM
Malfoy: In a moment she fights it, but the memory her body recalls of what they have been together strikes her and she melts, kissing him back as intensly. he lets it continue for about five seconds, getting her into it before he slides his arms under her, lifint her up and heading for the bedroom rapidly, kicking the door open and falling onto the bed with her under him to impact on her how much he wants her.
11 Feb 14, 05:02 PM
Anya: When he picks her up she breaks the kiss. "Draco...what are you...?" She realizes where they're going She returns to kissing him, caught up in his emotions and her own. She reaches up, wraps her arms around his neck.
11 Feb 14, 05:04 PM
Malfoy: Falling down on the bed, his loins pressed into hers the kiss is disrupted for a moment and in that moment he waves towards the door and it closes. Kissing her deeply, he grabs her shirt and rips it open, scooping her out of her bra and breaking off his kissing to slip his mouth around a nipple and suck her in eagerly as one hand goes to his own belt to release himself from his clothing.
11 Feb 14, 05:12 PM
Anya: The change in him is so sudden and intense that for a moment she's overwhelmed by it. Tightening her grip on him, she throws her head back when his lips close around her, gasping for air she reaches for him, fingers tangling in his hair. "Merlin Draco what...has...gotten...into...you?"
11 Feb 14, 05:15 PM
Malfoy: As he sucks on her and manages to get his own pants down off his waist, he undoes her skirt, slipping her own panties off roughly as he breaks off long enough to say "More like I need to get into you, Anastasia, to plunge to your depths and feel your core, your body wrapped around me," and then he manages to capture her other nipple in his mouth again.
11 Feb 14, 05:21 PM
Anya: Watching him, she can only nod, things going far too quickly for her quite keep up, much less protest. "When you said more children" she murmurs, "I did not know you meant /now/." She moans as he continues, grasping his shoulder with the hand not in his hair. "Gods you are far too good at that."
11 Feb 14, 05:27 PM
Malfoy: "Anya, wonderful Anya, when I say I desire it, I mean it intensely." His hand slides in between her legs and finding her wetter then he had expected already he lifts himself to kiss her while he works two fingers inside her for nearly a minute before he pulls back. "You said two hours and I would not take away form my son's needs, but I think mine are just as important to you..." And without further ado he enters her.
11 Feb 14, 05:36 PM
Anya: Lost as to how she could be expected to resist this, to resist him, she understands on some basic level this is his response to her withdrawing from him, but can't draw enough energy to fight it either. Before she can focus too intently on much of anything, he's inside her, and she for her part, is entirely overwhelmed and incoherent. She opens her mouth to respond, but words fail, and she just stares at him. "You...I...this...d@mn it Draco" but all of this is said in broken, almost whimpering moans, completely negating anything else.
11 Feb 14, 05:40 PM
Malfoy: Feeling her tight around him and seeing her face, hearing her words just empowers him more. "Yes, d@mn me. I am a bastard who wants you more then any other girl who has to behave in front of others. I want you, Anya, and I want your children to always be mine." He pumped away, doing the things he knew she had the most trouble resisting, aiming to drive her over the edge fast. "You are mine, Anastasia, and no one else knows how much you are mine..."
11 Feb 14, 05:48 PM
Anya: She hears the possessive tone of his voice, and finds his eyes through the haze. Two hours later, spent and barely able to focus. She tries to slow her breathing, glances at the door. The sound of her son's cries draws her attention quickly enough however, and she turns toward the door. "I need to go and feed him" she murmurs. Which unfortunately meant she also had to get up.
11 Feb 14, 05:51 PM
Malfoy: Already pushing the covers off himself he says "Stay put, I'll get him. you get comfortable." And smirks as he goes out wearing only his boxers to return a moment later with his son in his arms as he whispers to him "See how much I love you, Orion? I let you have more from mama then I get!" He sets him down in her arms already turned for her breast and lies beside them as he continues. "Drink up, my boy, mama loves you very very much. We both would do anything for you..." Watches with bright eyes seeing her still having reactions to their bed tangle.
11 Feb 14, 05:56 PM
Anya: It takes a few seconds for her to raise up, taking their son into her arms, she settles him close, coming to herself more as he begins nursing. She gets a tender look in her eyes. "And daddy gets plenty so do no worry little one." She turns to him and smirks.
11 Feb 14, 08:57 PM
Malfoy: He laughs softly so as to not disturb the child as he says "Daddy will always want more and I think his son will understand that desire." Far beyond food actually, this was when the male fixation on breasts really established itself.
11 Feb 14, 09:57 PM
Anastasia: She focuses on him for a moment, realizing a time will come when he has to divide his focus, but for now his time and his attention belong solely to her and to their son and it is enough for now. Lowering her eyes, she focuses on the tiny one. Narcissa had exulted about how much he looked like his father, but the eyes were hers. Her eyes shift to Draco again. "He is hungry it seems."
11 Feb 14, 10:04 PM
Malfoy: "A good appetite then, sounds healthy to me. I have no idea about small children, guess I should read up some." He frowned for a moment; he had run across a manual of spells for young children. Well not for them clearly! "I guess I should ask you if you want me to dig out the Malfoy baby things for the year. It may sound dangerous, but it's more protective things for small children."
11 Feb 14, 10:42 PM
Anastasia: She nods. "It is good. Your mother has been giving me books out of the library for several months. I feel as though I should be an expert by now." She shakes her head. "It will not be necessary. I am sure I can manage." Besides, her traitorous mind taunted, her children were not Malfoys.
11 Feb 14, 10:54 PM
Malfoy: He nods; that very much sounded like her. "Yes, I can see her doing that. Maybe you would recommend which oens worked best to your mind?" Draco nodded even as he watched her eyes, knowing what might be going through her mind. "If you're sure, I leave that judgement up to you. They will be sitting in a box for what, at least a year and a half from now anyway."
11 Feb 14, 11:22 PM
Anastasia: "There is one for first time parents I think you will appreciate." She shifts slightly, readjusting as their son begins to fuss. She pulls him in close, murmuring sweet-sounding words in Russian until he quiets. When he does, she refocuses on Draco."I will think on it" she tells him softly, mostly in an attempt to pacify him.
11 Feb 14, 11:40 PM
Malfoy: Nods, watches wondering how there were certain things that girls just picked up almost by instinct. "No problem. I'm sure you will be fine, it's just available." He shrugged and glanced around for a moment before he asked quietly "maybe I can hold him afterwards..."
12 Feb 14, 12:56 AM
Anya: "I appreciate that" she says softly, genuine warmth seeping in in spite of her misgivings. He spoke again and she glanced up, smiled softly at him. "Of course lo--Draco" A strange look as she shifts Orion carefully into his arms. "I think he would enjoy a change as well."

[Shava]

12 Feb 14, 01:26 AM
Anya: She sits in the garden, on one of the benches enjoying the sunshine and a rare moment when both Orion and Lyra re down for a nap. Draco would be bringing Astoria soon, and so the safest thing for Anya to do for all of their sakes was to avoid the situation entirely. So, with a book on curses and counter curses levitating in front of her face, she tries hard to focus on that instead of listening for the sound of his voice.
12 Feb 14, 01:44 AM
Astoria: Nervous and having been dropped off by her father at the front gate which opened for her because of the ring on her finger, Astoria stepped into the formal garden walkway with her cat carrier, her trunks having been sent over already. She wondered why no one was at the front gate and if something had gone wrong in messages, but she walked in timidly, looking around the two gardens stretched out on either side with wide eyes. She had never been to the Malfoy manner before and finding it now her home was more intimidating then she had thought it would be. Walking slowly she saw one person in the garden on a bench and decided to approach, carefully clearing her throat so as to not surprise anyone. it wasn't till she got closer that it occured to her it might not be a visitor or guest, but possible "she."
12 Feb 14, 01:48 AM
Anya: She glanced up, and her surprise broke the concentration necessary for the levitating spell, causing the book to clatter to the stone of the pathway loudly. Leaving it for a moment, she took in the cat carrier and the overall look of the woman in front of her, surprise became confusion for a moment before the expression faded to indifference, and when she spoke, her voice lacked any emotion at all. "Is Draco not with you?"

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12 Feb 14, 01:53 AM
Astoria: "Ah, sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you..." Seeing the reaction, Astoria paled realizing this was the woman Draco had spoken to her about. "My father just dropped me off on the way to a meeting, I thought he was supposed to be meeting me at the gate, but it s-swung open for me so i stepped in." needing confirmation she stayed silent though, almost sure this had to be the woman Draco had made the deal with before the battle and she looked around hesitantly wondering where he was to be the refere here...
12 Feb 14, 02:02 AM
Anya: She picked up the book, sat it next to her on the bench and frowned, not at Astoria directly, but in general. "He was under the impression he was going to get you I think." She studied the girl, who looked young and small and decidedly out of her element. It was hard to hate someone who looked so completely...unintimidating. She nods at the mention of the gate. "It recognizes you I believe, but Draco left to get you some time ago..." She stands, leaving the book to come back to a bit later on. "I am not sure what his plans are so I suppose we shall have to wait until he returns, which I imagine should not be long now."
12 Feb 14, 02:07 AM
Astoria: Eye widening she made a small 'o' with her mouth. "Oh! Father probably sent an owl as we left I bet and he left before-" realizing she had to stay at this woman's company for a few minutes at the very least. She studied the intimidating woman from under her lashes as she stared down. Her eyes fall to her ring and she blushed slightly. "Um, I don't want to be a bother, maybe there's a servant who can show me where I should wait or where my trunk is?" She glanced up at Anya, very much intimidated.

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12 Feb 14, 02:13 AM
Anya: She nods, "I am sure it was a misunderstanding. Draco can straighten everything out when he returns." Realizing the girl was nervous, Anya was enough of a Slytherin to get a thrill out of that, but after a moment she softens. "It is no trouble, I need to check on the children anyway and their room is not so far from yours. I am certain your things have already been placed there in preparation for your arrival."
12 Feb 14, 02:17 AM
Astoria: Children. It made her blood freeze at the thought of this woman sleeping with her new husband-- but Draco had already spoken with her about that and she had to remind herself to untense. She nodded, quietly, then she hesitantly asked "M-may I see them? You have two, right?" And then she leveled the box carefully for her cat to keep from making her feel uncomfortable.
12 Feb 14, 02:22 AM
Anya: She saw the reaction, had to resist the urge to smirk, but she managed. When the girl untensed she mentally applauded and her expression softened at the question. "If you like, yes, two. Orion has just turned one and Lyra has only been here a few weeks." She would not gloss over the situation. If she had to deal with Draco's relationship with Astoria, then the reverse was only fair. Besides, there were certain lessons better learned young. She motioned to the cat carrier, "would you like some help with that?"
12 Feb 14, 02:27 AM
Astoria: She nods, feeling better for having asked and guienly curious about the children. Would she see Draco in them? "Oh I just need to put her in the room, I think they already have her things in there. Draco said he would have a collar for her eventually so she could be out in the garden." She follows Anya a step behind
12 Feb 14, 02:33 AM
Anya: Leading Astoria inside and down the series of passages, she stops in front of a door and opens it, though she goes no further. "This is it. The nursery is three doors down on the same side if you would like to come and see the children once you have gotten settled." Hearing the sounds of Orion fussing, she sighs, a rather tired smile on her face. "It sounds as if he did not enjoy his nap as much as I did" and with that she strides away toward the sound.
12 Feb 14, 02:39 AM
Astoria: The house feels cold in looks, all white and grey stone till they step into the side wing which seems hidden; that feel better already. Way down at the end of the hall she finds her room and peeks in past the older woman and breaths a sigh of relief. She would have her own space, that felt much better. "Oh, okay! I'll be there in just a minute..." She listens and eyes become a bit softer. "Is he hungry? Do I need to osme by later?" She almost asked if he was bottle fed, but stopped herself; children were a draw, but still a mystery to the young woman.
12 Feb 14, 02:47 AM
Anya: "But it is more likely he simply woke up, realized no one was there and did not like it, he is rather insistent that way." 'Like his father' she added silently, but resists saying it. The girl's curiosity almost earned her a smile, almost. "It is only a matter of time before he wakes Lyra, and then it will be a party." She sighs, though obviously not the least bit bothered by any of that part as she turns down the hall and into the nursery. When she arrives, sure enough, her son reaches out to be held and Lya has just begun to stir. "You are a naughty boy" she admonishes, but her voice is soft, playful. "waking up your sister like that." She picks him up, settling him on her hip and hoping Lyra might go back to sleep. When she does go quiet, Anya breathes a sigh of relief and carries Orion to the rocking chair in the corner. "You are trying to give your mama gray hairs before thirty are you not?" She brings him close, brushing her nose against his and he giggles.
12 Feb 14, 02:52 AM
Astoria: Slight smile, shy. "Oh. Okay, well he is a boy." She sets her cat up, makes sure the bed and the litter box are out so he can explore and closes the door behind her after rubbing her pet's head with a smile cooing to her. Walks down the hall and hesitantly opens the door peeking in to see if it was okay. then steps in and closes the door behind her, seeing the boy is SO Draco her eyes go wide. "Oh he's cute!" Then a glance at the crib and she looks at it as if to ask permission then nearly tiptoes over and looks down for a full minute, watching the little one move in her resettling. Whispering she said "She's so small..."
12 Feb 14, 03:00 AM
Anya: "Do not let him charm you, he is a handful and he knows it." Orion, understanding he's being talked about, gazes up at her with wide guileless eyes as if to say 'what'd I do?' She shakes her head and continues rocking him. She nods, "go on, it is fine." She watches the girl studying her daughter, and her eyes soften at the comment. "She is, it amazed me how tiny she was when she was born, much smaller than her brother." She stands, Orion still in her arms, settled now onto her shoulder she comes to stand next to Astoria. "She looks a bit more like me I think."
12 Feb 14, 03:09 AM
Astoria: The small tutfs of hair draw Astoria and she reaches hesitantly to touch the childs hair softly and seems amazed. 'So soft!" and then a glance at Anya, before looking back at her daughter, reminding herself these were also Draco's. She nods as she adds "Yes. I think you are right." A glance at the boy who is still looking up at his mother and you can see Astoria's taking it all in and looking a bit defeated. "Adorable. How did you choose their names?" She holds out a finger and the boy, seeing her, leans back to his mother and looks at the finger with hesitation.
12 Feb 14, 03:15 AM
Anya: Focused on her son, Anya misses the defeated look entirely. Taking his small hands in hers, she kisses both cheeks, earning a giggle and a silly face before she raises her eyes to Astoria's. "They are both star names" she says softly, and doesn't go further than that. If Astoria doesn't already know about Draco's family's habit of using constellations, she will, and the connections would be drawn soon enough. Seeing Astoria's effort to reach out to her son, and noting Orion's hesitation, she pauses for a fraction of a second to think about how much she really wants her children to connect to their father's wife. Still, this once would not hurt anything whatever happened later on, and Anya knew all of this must have been a lot to take in for one so young. "It is all right love" she murmurs soothingly. She rubs soothing circles on his back. and the boy slowly, hesitantly reaches out, clasping the girl's finger and studying her through wide eyes, the only facial feature he'd gotten from his mother.
12 Feb 14, 03:27 AM
Astoria: For the first time Astoria gives Anya a look which is not mousy; she flashes her a look of 'Duh" and says "I know the family tradition, I was wondering who picked the names and how you settled on them." Clearly she was wondering what she had to look forward to; did Draco run everything entirely? She wanted to believe she wasn't just going to be moved around like furniture. Her expression however seems to melt a bit when the boy's tiny fingers graspes hers. 'Oh..." she says the word escaping her without her realizing it. "You must be super pleased with them both." She looked at Anya and tenatively smiled, still distracted by the tiny hand. "I'm so scared. What if I can't have kids or can't have boys? My father will kill me if I get returned..."
12 Feb 14, 03:31 AM
Anya: She laughs then, a short surprised burst. "Actually Draco and I chose them together. He said I could do what I wanted, but I thought it might be nice for them to have something to connect..." She trails off, "anyway. So far it has been the two of us." Seeing the wonder in the girl's eyes, she knows Draco won't have to worry about what kind of mother she will be, and the thought brings a slight pang. "They are my world, she agrees, the best thing that ever happened to me in spite of myself." She looks up at the girl and frowns. "Returned?" She sounds startled. "Does that...happen?"
12 Feb 14, 03:42 AM
Astoria: She hears this with a lot of relief, hoping the same would prove true for her. She nods, amazed fingers were ever that small and suddenly realizing she is connecting to a woman who she thought would be her worst enemy; the feeling is also a type of relief, though not fully. "Contracts come with limits. If I don't have a child in the first year I lose the contract and father will probably marry me off to the first person who asks. Some girls don't get second chances." Her fears are in her eyes and as the boy lets go of her to grab at his mother's necklace she pulls back a bit, feeling a sort of quiet despair that she can still screw everything up all on her own.
12 Feb 14, 03:50 AM
Anya: A look, strangely deep with understanding, tinged in empathy that runs deeper than the girl will ever understand. When Orion begins playing with her necklace, she lets him, glad he's distracted for a moment. "Believe me, I understand contracts and their limits" she murmurs, though her tone makes it clear it isn't something she'll elaborate on. The realization that until Astoria was pregnant the majority of Draco's nights would likely be spent with his wife, hit painfully, and there was no guarantee about after either. Astoria was young, new, and she knew that had its own appeal. She was the mother of his children, yes, but two births did not pass without leaving their mark, and she felt, for a moment, a tinge of sadness for herself in the midst of her empathy for the girl in front of her. "So you will have a child" she says simply. "There is no need in borrowing more worries than I am sure you already have." She reaches out briefly, takes the hand that had previously been offered to her son, "you are right, some girls do no get second chances, but some girls do."
12 Feb 14, 03:58 AM
Astoria: When ANya takes her hand, Astoria's eyes seem clearly a mix of startled and needing that contact, even if only briefly. She takes a deep breath and nods, once. "I'm sorry, you must hate seeing me to begin with here and now here I am loosing it..." She turned away a moment and wiped her eyes, getting a grip on herself. "I'm sorry your family got wiped out, Anya, that must have been a shock. Your new family looks off to a good start." Ah, she didn't need to be here right now she could tell.
12 Feb 14, 04:04 AM
Anya: Releasing her, she smirks softly. "Hate is a very strong word" she answers. "I do not hate you. It is a bit strange, these circumstances, but Draco and I had this conversation long ago and I have had a lot of time to prepare for this." A rueful sort of laugh, sad at the edges. "Everyone needs to lose it from time to time, it is good for you." A strange look comes into her eyes at the apology, for while she is not a part of the family she pretends to be from, it is still valid. "Thank you it...is a difficult thing, and even more complex to repair it seems." She needed privacy. "I do need to feed Lyra soon however, and Draco should be home soon if you would like to go into the main hall and wait for him there."
12 Feb 14, 04:09 AM
Astoria: She nods, wiping her eyes once more and turning to her to smile as if thanking her hostess. "Thank you for letting me see them. If you ever need any help, just ask." She looks hesitant about that part then nods again. "I will go wait for him there. I-I'm glad I got to speak with you without him here first actually. I was kind of scared of meeting you to be honest." She swallowed and headed for the door, backing up a bit to the door as she added "I'll tell him you were very helpful and nice to me. Bye Ms Rosier" and she quickly exits.
12 Feb 14, 04:14 AM
Anya: She nods, "I will take you up on that" she answers. A smirk, "there are pictures on the walls here scarier than I am" she warns, "but I am glad also." She has to work not to flinch at the name, and it isn't until the door closes that she murmurs, "Bye Astoria" softly. She holds her son close, rocking him head down, the tears come and she cries silently, realizing she feels more for Draco than she'll ever be able to admit to him or anyone, and that once again she has very little control over what might become of her life. Orion reaches up and wipes her face, and she holds his fingers to her cheek. "Mama" he pulls her attention and she kisses his fingers. "Yes love, mama's here, mama will always be here."

[Shava]

12 Feb 14, 04:21 AM
Anya: She lay in her bed, curtains drawn, a rather large bottle of vodka well over half-finished. She was in the mood to curse the world tonight. Stupid Malfoy, stupid father forcing her to resort to serving stupid Malfoy for time and eternity...another drink and she closes her eyes as it burns its way down her throat. A bit more, a few more minutes, and she'd be dead to the world. No nightmares, no dreams, no thoughts to be had. For a few hours she could forget them both and pretend her life was her own again.
12 Feb 14, 04:34 AM
Malfoy: using his head boy privledges, Malfoy uses the spell he has been taught and walks the girl's dorm to find Anya. Passing a very few girls who looked startled to see him, he walks up, knocks on the door, and when he hears nothing, opens and looks in, smirking at the idea of catching someone half dressed. A glance around and he closes the door behind him and walks to Anya's bed saying "Anya? You there?" Walks over and opens the curtains a fraction.
12 Feb 14, 04:36 AM
Anya: She hears the knock, ignores it, but when someone parts the curtains to her bed and she catches the shock of blonde, her first thought is that she obviously hasn't been drinking enough if she's still imagining him. "Go 'way Malfoy" she stumbles over the words.
12 Feb 14, 04:39 AM
Malfoy: Glares at her, hearing the words. "No, I don't think so. You don't sound rig--" smells the whiff of strong alcohol. "Circe's breasts, girl! Trying to drink down the whole thing?" waves and the cork pops back in the bottle firmly with magic. Sits on the side of her bed without invitation as he stares at her suspiciously.
12 Feb 14, 04:42 AM
Anya: She smirks, "tha' was th' idea" She tries to glare at him, but can't seem to decide which of him she ought to be glaring at. The bottle corks itself and she glares at him darkly in a way that makes it clear she has temporarily forgotten her life is in his hands. "Hey I was no' finishhhed wi' that. How 'm I suppose' to sleep now?" She continues to glare at him, "stupid Malfoy"
12 Feb 14, 04:45 AM
Malfoy: he sees her looking off center and then her clear drunkeness causes him to sigh and rub the bridge of his nose. "Hand it over, Belinko. You can ask for a sleep spell, foolish girl, and I would have been glad to cast it." Smirks knowing he is far smarter then a drunk person any day. "Trying to drown your sorrows? What's really going on here?"
12 Feb 14, 04:48 AM
Anya: "Don' want to" she murmurs, only to cringe noticeably when she realized her head hurt, but she seemed unable to remember why. "Does no'' stop th' dreams" she argues in an even thicker accent than usual. "I think you have cast enou' spells 'n me for one lifetime, Malfoy" She gives him a stubborn look, "'S my life I will drow' my sorrrows if I want to." The pain intensified, "Merlin my head hurts..."
12 Feb 14, 04:52 AM
Malfoy: it never ceased to amaze him how stupid drunk people thought. "The bottle is messing with your head, goof. It's one of the schools spells. Put the bottle down and it will stop." Watches her reflexes prepared to catch it as he scowls at her. "If nothing else, Belinko, you know I know my magic better then anyone else. If you want dreamless sleep i can provide it." Wonders what brought this one tonight.
12 Feb 14, 04:54 AM
Anya: Having no idea what he's talking about, but wanting to be rid of the headache, she listens, dropping the bottle on the bed and relaxing when the pain evaporated. "S better" she buries her head into her pillow. "You would probably poison me."
12 Feb 14, 04:56 AM
Malfoy: "Told you. I know this stuff." As she buries her head he picks up the bottle and sets it on the floor out of sight at foot of bed. "Now why the hell would I do that? That would cost me a lot of effort for nothing."
12 Feb 14, 04:57 AM
Anya: "Of course, because Draco Malfoy knows everything, except how to get out of my d@mn bed!" She doesn't look at him when he speaks again, but after a second comes up with: "Go to hell, Malfoy"
12 Feb 14, 05:01 AM
Malfoy: "it's not yours, Anya, anywhere you sleep now is mine." Listens and keeps an eye on her durnken movements carefully. "Ah yes, well you certainly are showing me you don't give a d@mn about anyone except yourself. I'm sure your mother will be impressed at your drunken state. What, think you were going to just leave her in my hands while you drank yourself to death?"
12 Feb 14, 05:04 AM
Anya: She is about to tell him exactly where he can stick his wand in no uncertain terms, when he continues and the mention of her mother is strong enough to trigger something in her memory. "Your hands? Why would I...?" And then it clicks, slowly. Her mother lives with him, if she died, her mother would be...the deal would be...She sits up fast, and then the room spins and she closes her eyes. "Do not tell my mother anything" she says, but rather than a command, it comes out more of a plea.
12 Feb 14, 05:08 AM
Malfoy: Watches as her intelligence comes back on. "Ah well well, that sank in did it not? All that effort on your part to protect her and then you forget. Sit still, d@mn you," and he casts a sobering charm on her, watching as it took effect and then picks up the bottle, turning the vodka into a full bottle of water with no alcohol smell. "Drink, the thirst is going to hit in a minute." Shakes his head at her. "I know you hate me, Anya, and I can live with that you are hardly the major enemy of my lifetime, but I have far too much piled on my plate to come play nursemaid over you either. If you need a powerful sleep charm, I can put you in dreamless sleep easy enough. Next time come and ask."
12 Feb 14, 05:12 AM
Anya: She narrows her eyes at him, but before she can snark back, the sobering spell hits, spreads through her, and she feels her mind come back into focus over the span of a few seconds. She takes the bottle without questioning it, and sure enough realizes she's very thirsty. After taking a long drink, she refocuses on him. "Hate you? Of course I hate you. My entire life revolves around keeping you happy and even when I SLEEP, which should be my one and only time to get away from this whole thing, I /cannot/ because of you and this stupid..." But she goes quiet, "brand" She gives him a look, though it is less sharp. "No one asked you to play nurse, Malfoy. I was perfectly content to go to sleep as I was. I have done it several nights in the last few months and will probably keep doing it unless of course you need something." She sighs, "I am not tired now anyway, since I assume you would not come find me for no reason, what do you need from me?"
12 Feb 14, 05:18 AM
Malfoy: Listens and nods. "Right and so instead of coming to the one who knows how to bypass the effect you decide to aim for slow poison of drink instead. Use your brains, Anya, I'm as committed to helping you out as you are to seeing to my needs, dunce. Besides, you don't want to get hooked on that stuff and then have your mother find out what you are turning into. I won't tell you to never do it again, but use your brain to keep her safe means you need to have a nice long life too." Waits a moment to see how alert she is. "Your father, I need a picture of him so someone can see if that is who they spotted hanging around. You do want me to keep her safe I assume?" Sarcasm in his tone, but his eyes are a touch concerned about her state.
12 Feb 14, 05:23 AM
Anya: "When you put it like that..." She frowns, "in my defense, there was a point when watching me slowly lose my mind was the goal for you" she points out. "I am never quite sure which parts have changed and which have not." She smirks, "So not very then?" But then the smirk fades as something strikes her, would that work no matter what? If she tried more to be civil, to make an effort, would he? Worth testing, she decided. She goes wide-eyed at the thought of her mother having to deal with not only her father's losing his mind to alcohol but..."Malfoy, I need you to do command me." She nods, herself again as saner heads prevail. "Of course" she climbs out of the bed, goes to a drawer in her bedside table and rifles through it for a moment. "He would be older now of course, but this should give you an idea." She tenses, "he is here? Where is he?" She frowns looking surprisingly guilty rather than angry. "Of course I do."
12 Feb 14, 05:28 AM
Malfoy: Smiles with an edge. "No one said that goal has completely changed, but while it is a useful way of keeping you in check, I realize that it can interfer with sleep. I know how to make it stop for short times and a solid sleep spell will help with the rest. At the moment I think things are on edge enough you need your wits sharp." he raised an eyebrow at her. 'What? Command you not to touch it? No self will suddenly?" He wondered what that meant and clearly did not like the sound of it. "Not here. But I have a number of people scattered around through my father's connections and one of them thinks he saw him. he is in England." Nods at her guilty look.
12 Feb 14, 05:33 AM
Anya: "And he wonders why I have trust issues" she mumbles, but the words lack the same edge as before as she returns to her normal self. Sleep though, real and uninterrupted, it is obvious in her face how much the thought appeals to her. At his question, she shakes her head. "About the drinking" she says softly. "Tell me not to do it, not ever." No one deserved that sort of pain once, much less twice. She would just have to learn to cope. Her eyes go wide, horrified, and the color drains. "Please keep her safe, Malfoy, please."
12 Feb 14, 05:38 AM
Malfoy: Seeing she was much better he nods with some satisfaction as he takes the photo. Looks her dead in the eye for a minute. "No. Anya, you will not drink again except with my permission and with my presence." Another form of control, of course, but it did solve her issue though he didn't think much of her self control for needing it. "I already said I would and I shall. She is safe unde rmy roof. But I'd like to know where he is to begin with." leaning over he starts to hold a hand to her forehead and hesitates. "Lie down, Anya, and I will give you sleep. And please try and be a bit more trustful with your own free will. We are not the enemies we used to be."
12 Feb 14, 03:54 PM
Anya: She feels the pull, nods. "Thank you" notices he didn't straight forbid her but doesn't comment on it.She frowns at his comment. "That would make two of us" she comments. A thoughtful, somewhat bothered look comes into her eyes. "Can he come here?" She hesitates also before she lies down slowly, having barely slept in two days, she is exhausted. "Maybe some day I will believe that" she tells him sleepily.
12 Feb 14, 04:16 PM
Malfoy: Shakes his head. "No Anya, he can not come here. Here you remain safe. I can not guarantee how long that will be, but I will tell you before danger comes." Let her wonder how he would know. Put a hand on her forehead and shakes his head. 'Then remember this and begin to build up your trust." And he put her to sleep first, then touched the mark and commanded it to be still for the night

[Shava]

12 Feb 14, 04:23 PM
Anya: She exhales as though very relieved, flinching slightly when he touches her but she doesn't move away from him. He speaks again and it is the last thing she remembers before sleep comes. The next morning, she wakes slowly, grudgingly, but as the world comes into focus she realizes she feels well-rested for the first time in a very long time. Sitting up slowly, she stretches, and it takes a minute or two before the night before comes rushing back. She winces, realizing she'd made an @ss of herself and she didn't even have Malfoy to blame for that part entirely. He probably thought...well she had a very good idea of what he probably thought. She needed to speak to him, probably not to apologize, but at least to...okay, she wasn't sure. Still, she dressed in casual clothes and headed for his dorm. When she arrived, she knocked, wondering if he would be there still or already gone somewhere else for the day. "Malfoy?"
12 Feb 14, 04:28 PM
Malfoy: Hearing a hammering noise (it sounded like that to sleep filled head) malfoy rolled onto his back and heard his name. "What?" he said out loud and then rubbed his eyes, pj top barely showing from here he lay in bed still. Last night had been getting picture from Anya, dealing with her issues, then making a deal, tricking an old russian bastard into thinking he was buying Anya's betrayal only to find himself dead by Malfoy's hand and then getting rid of the body and covering their tracks. He hadn't gotten to bed till well after midnight and he was feeling it upon waking
12 Feb 14, 04:29 PM
Anya: Hearing the irritation, wary of it, she opened the door slowly. She was surprised to see him still in bed and it showed. "I...did not expect..." She studies him, realizes its likely she woke him up and satisfaction mingles oddly with guilt. "I can come back later."
12 Feb 14, 04:31 PM
Malfoy: Motions her over roughly, yawning. "Not like you do not know the details." he was refering to thier more intimate knowledge of each other and he was covered up to the neck. "What is it Anya?" Eyes closed after wiping the sand out.
12 Feb 14, 04:34 PM
Anya: That earns him a smirk as she approaches his bed, though she maintains what could be mistaken as a respectful distance. "I wanted to..." What was it exactly she wanted to do? "I wanted to say...." Oh Merlin this was hard, had she ever thanked him for anything before? She couldn't remember it if she had. "Thank you, for...what you did last night. I needed to hear it and...it was nice to get some real sleep for once." Looks as though that was very difficult to say, exhaling softly.
12 Feb 14, 04:41 PM
Malfoy: Second attempt gets an opened eye from him. The final answer he was tempted to tell her how much she owed him for real, but he'd save it for awhile till the trail was really cold on the man. Patting the edge of the bed for her to sit he pushed his pillow upright and pulled himself into a half sitting, half lying position as he said "S'fine, your welcome. Don't wait so long next time. For you to be any use, ANya, you have to be healthy. For your mother, me, whoever." Looks at her. "Don't throw away your stash though, just set it aside till later. I might need a drink one night the way things are going."
12 Feb 14, 04:50 PM
Anya: Well that was...less gloating than she'd imagined. "I..will try not to" There, effort toward not being completely frigid. He had a point, and though being 'of use' to him wasn't particularly a concern, her mother was another story. She smirks, a curious look in her eyes. "Something is not going your way I assume? Besides me that is?"
12 Feb 14, 04:54 PM
Malfoy: Now that he was waking up more he saw her seemingly flumoxed by his reaction. "Good." Sees her smirk and simply stares at her a moment before pulling up his sleeve with one hand to reveal the dark mark with a look of 'what do you think' and then let it go so it fell back into place. "I have a lot more on my plate then just you, ANya, you are just much easier on the eyes."
12 Feb 14, 05:07 PM
Anya: He raises his sleeve and she flinches, not so much out of fear as just natural reaction. She meets his eyes, thinking of everything she's read in the papers over the last few days. "I...had forgotten actually." Which was strange given she saw him naked several times a week. She tilts her head, an almost cheeky expression. "Just say the word and I will be more than happy to get off your 'plate'" she comments a wry look coming into her eyes at the compliment. A pause before she slides out of her shoes, bringing her legs up and onto the bed. "Are you okay?" If something happened to him, her life, her mother's life...all of it...she needed him to be safe...to be alive. It was an odd conundrum really.
12 Feb 14, 05:13 PM
Malfoy: A wry look back at her, no amusement. "I can not unfortunately. And things are closing to a point I can feel it sometime very soon. You will be on the inside track when time comes for a warning, trust me on that part." Now a touch of humor. "Right. I rather think you make the rest a bit easier. On my mind at least." Looking at the top underside of the bed he motions and his wand falls down into his hand suddenly from wherever it had been hidden. Snorts. "Mentally it's questionable, but I am sure you have always felt that was the case. I'll manage."
12 Feb 14, 05:19 PM
Anya: She feels, not for the first time, a foreign pang of sympathy for him. She wonders if he hates it so much why he joined in the first place. Laying back, though she remains on the edge of the bed with plenty of space between them, she turns her head to look into his eyes, thinking of their conversation about trust the night before. "I do" she murmurs, she had no choice really. She would be dead more likely than not if he didn't. She turns back to look at the far wall rather than at him. "Glad to be of service" she murmurs, with more irony than bitterness. She laughs, a rarity these days. "Of course, but the fact you are starting to think so worries me."
12 Feb 14, 05:28 PM
Malfoy: Though she doesn't say it, he was used to thinking ahead on this particular subject when it came up. Zabani in particular had a way of silently asking it with every look. "I had no choice. And from outside it's a very different situation then from inside." As she spoke his eyes snapped back to her and he nodded as he saw she meant it. "I'm glad you understand that. No one these days are in normal situations and everyone is having to take risks of new kinds. Recognizing it makes it possible to think and make better decisions." Reaching out he caressed her arm briefly, a finger or two only gliding across her skin. "Just know what you do has more impact then you realize, Anya, and few people get a chance to have that sort of power for change in the world. Be thankful for what you can do no matter how little it may seem." He snorted and looked back at the foot of the bed as he wanded a few things of clothes from his trunk to his side, clothes. "Who says I have not always and you only hear it because you are now in my inner circle?"
12 Feb 14, 05:37 PM
Anya: She looks startled by his admission. "No choice...you...but." That doesn't seem to process at all. She wonders for a moment if she'd said something out loud, then realizes she hasn't and gives him a horrified look. "Can you...read my thoughts?" Oh Merlin she was dead...she was so dead. She wonders if its possible he's just as trapped as she is, only differently, and the thought takes hold, softening in some small way her feelings toward him. "So then...if you have so much going on already, why would you...why did you.." She doesn't finish, but gives him a pointed look making it clear she's referring to herself. He picked that exact moment to touch her, and for once she doesn't flinch, rolling over to stare at him as if she has no idea who he is suddenly. She thinks over what he's saying. Power? Her? Trading herself in order to protect her mother, was that power? Yes, she realized, startled, a strange and expensive sort, but it was more than some might have had in her situation. His
12 Feb 14, 05:37 PM
Anya: comment about inner circles earns him a raised eyebrow, clearly skeptical.
12 Feb 14, 05:50 PM
Malfoy: "Can i? Certainly. Do I? Why would I bother? I have enough to already work on, but if you gave me reason..." he let the warning hang there just as a reminder of how she should treat him. "I'm not sure you want to hear the answer." It was clear from her thundershocked glance that he had been thinking about things like this longer then had for sure. Her glance as he sits up and pulls off his pj top and pulled on a skin tight shirt instead makes him wonder how much he should say there. "Yes I do have an inner circle, it' s just very small. The things in my head can not be shared to a large degree without risking a person's death and a reaction from he who should never be named. Ever."
12 Feb 14, 05:55 PM
Anya: She pales noticeably and swallows hard. "Noted" She just looks at him, "I would not have asked if I did not." She smirks, "do not worry, I have no desire to know what goes on in your head, Malfoy."
12 Feb 14, 06:05 PM
Malfoy: For some reason she seems unnerved and Draco just inwardly smiled. It was so easy to manipulate people when they practically gave you the tools to do it with. If he hadn't already had so many things going on he would have followed up on those reactions in more detail. He glanced at her longer, enough so that she managed to answer the rest of the comments before he answered. "Fine then." Sliding out from under the covers in pj bottoms and a tight shirt he moved to right beside her and slid his hand around her throat, not squeezing just holding her as he whispered in her ear. "You were an enemy, one who sought to actually mark me with shame and I not only brought you down, but you had to surrender to me for your own mother's life. You gave yourself willingly to me and that conquest" he said it as if a conquest over an enemy, but not in a sexual way, "gives me a feeling that despite all happening in this secret war I do have control, I do have power, and that confidence is a rock I can stand
12 Feb 14, 06:07 PM
Malfoy: on to push onwards. You give me power from your very surrender and no matter what you may think of sex, Anya, you recharge me with more power every time you submit to me and that is what will save us all throughout this. You are saving your mother and yourself through me. And you can not see how powerful that is, how much you can inspire leagues of people with such need? I do and I will use it because it can not be touched by another in any way..."
12 Feb 14, 06:10 PM
Anya: His fingers close around her throat and her eyes widen as though she expects the tightening that never comes. His voice, soft against her ear makes her shiver, equal parts what he says and how close he is. Her eyes close and she realizes that despite the fact he's not impeding her ability to breathe, she's holding her breath anyway. She goes silent and absolutely still, waiting for him to let her go.
12 Feb 14, 06:17 PM
Malfoy: "So when you ask me why, Anya, it's because you gave me something I needed, very deeply needed and i will use it and you WILL benefit from it. You also chose this path partly for me as I have to keep in mind the needs of your family so do not dare stop either no matter how you might feel because lives hang in the balance. Ones you apprently care about a lot." Releasing her throat, he leaned back and shucked off his bottoms, ignoring his hard on from pushing her on that control a type of power of it's own as he slips his boxers on and says quietly "Stay put a minute." to prevent her leaving. He dresses and not until he slides his legs over the side of the bed next to her to pull on socks that he says "And so that you do not forget, he was in Scotland last night, but has left since. he is no where near the manor."
12 Feb 14, 06:21 PM
Anya: She still doesn't speak, but when he releases her throat she takes a deep breath, willing her blood to start flowing again. She just stares at him, pale and silent, obviously scared to death and too startled to resent him for it yet, not sure she'd show it now even if she did. When he starts to dress, she turns her attention back to the wall as though willing it to open up and somehow transport her anywhere else. She doesn't acknowledge the order, but she doesn't move either, though she wishes very much that she could. She doesn't react outwardly to his comment about her father either, though the chill that shoots up her spine leaves her feeling cold.
12 Feb 14, 06:31 PM
Malfoy: Pulling on his socks he turns his eyes on her and smiles, satisfaction in his gaze. "Come here, Anya Belinko, I appreciate that you were not prepared for such a reavling, but you needed to know as well i am not playing games." he slid his arm around her waist as she complies and kisses her cheek possessively. "I am doing real magic, real power. There is more then one reason I am head Boy, but know this. Only someone who is the best of the students can get such a spot and I earned this spot for studies they do not even teach here in this place. You could have not picked a better protector nor a more skipped one and that is not bragging. if I tried, I could match several teachers here even." His voice is confident on that in particular. His hand comes up and turns her face to look at him dead on. "I am power. You are safe. That is what you should remember. So," he said in a suddenly different voice, "what are your plans for the day?"
12 Feb 14, 06:48 PM
Anya: She doesn't hesitate, though she moves slowly as she climbs out of his bed. When he slides his arms around her waist, she shifts slightly and a bit of life comes back into the expression though she still doesn't speak, not really sure at this point what she should say. "Safe" she repeats, and the word sounds strange as though she's contemplating something much deeper. It takes another few seconds for his question to register. "I...have homework to catch up on" she murmurs, "and then I thought I might go for a walk or something, just get out of the castle for a while."
12 Feb 14, 06:56 PM
Malfoy: Nods. "Don't leave the grounds in case he has hired anyone to keep an eye open in Hogsmeade. But other words sounds like a good idea." Smirks, knowing he has surprised her a lot. "I will be in the Library and then the kitchen if you get your nerve back up for more questions later." Doubts she will come anywhere near him for awhile and feels oddly pleased in some way he has that effect still.
12 Feb 14, 07:27 PM
Anya: She nods. "I will not" but she feels a bit like a child as she says it, and she frowns as she turns away, pausing when he speaks again. "Do not count on it" she murmurs, heading for the door.

[Shava]

12 Feb 14, 08:04 PM
Anya: She crawls out of bed in the early morning hours, still in her pajamas, and pulls on her robe, trying to clear the sleep from her eyes. She hadn't slept well last night, trying not to imagine the goings on in Draco's room. She exits into the hall, closing the door softly behind her.
12 Feb 14, 08:25 PM
Malfoy: Sitting on the floor of the nursery, Draco had his son cradled in one arm while he drank from the bottle, his big eyes turned up towards his father as he stroked his son's hair. hearing the sound of the door he stayed relaxed, knowing this might be a big deal this morning. His hair was perfect as always, his robe over his pjs as he glanced over his shoulder at her "Morning, Anya."
12 Feb 14, 08:54 PM
Anya: Surprised, given the hour, to find him already in the nursery and feeding their son, she smiles softly for a moment. "Good morning Draco" She goes to them and kneels carefully. "Has he been awake long?"
12 Feb 14, 08:55 PM
Malfoy: Hearing her voice he feels a bit better. "I've been in here about a half hour, he woke maybe fifteen minutes later? She's stirred a bit but not quite awake yet
12 Feb 14, 09:03 PM
Anastasia: "She will be hungry soon" she murmurs. Reaching out, she brushes Orion's cheek and smiles. Feeling a bit awkward in light of what must have happened the night before, instead of saying anything else, she rises and crosses the room to where Lyra sleeps, focusing on her instead of the conflicting emotions he's causing just now.
12 Feb 14, 09:09 PM
Malfoy: He nods. "Probably. I felt like distracting this one," he said rubbing noses with his son and his giraffe toy, "to let you sleep a little longer." As she crosses the room, he watches her half way distracted by still slightly sleepy giggles. ""Are you all right?"
12 Feb 14, 09:16 PM
Anya: A small smile in her voice though she doesn't turn to look at him. "I appreciate that" A pause after his question and then. "Of course, it just taking a bit longer to get my energy back, that is all." Not entirely a lie, but also not the reason for her behavior either.
12 Feb 14, 09:19 PM
Malfoy: Knows her well enough by now to suspect she is covering up stuff. "All right then, it would have been a good moment for a private conversation." he thought for a moment watching her back before he said "I think I have time to burp this one before I go back to wake her up."
12 Feb 14, 09:22 PM
Anya: She does turn then, "did you need something?" Taking a few steps, she holds out her arms. "Do not worry about it, I can do it."
12 Feb 14, 09:24 PM
Malfoy: Shakes his head. "nothing specific, Just was concerned how you would be this morning." Pulls the boy to his shoulder after he gets the cloth there. "Oh no, I've got him, father son bonding time." He grinned at her face as he began the soft pat in the right spot.
12 Feb 14, 09:30 PM
Anya: She exhales. "I am fine, Draco" her tone is carefully neutral as she tries for reassuring. He mentions father-son bonding and she laughs "we will see how you feel about that when he spits up on you in a moment. He has had an upset stomach for the last day or so."
12 Feb 14, 09:34 PM
Malfoy: He chuckles, but his eyes on her are deciding on something. "I'm a father, I'm supposed to learn to deal with those things." A frown for a second before he says to her "I've known you long enough to know how you react to things, Anya, and this is a tricky time. Don't give me a reason, remember, I warned you..."
12 Feb 14, 09:37 PM
Anya: A startled look, breaking through the surface of the calm mask. "What does it matter how I feel, Draco? It does no one any good,. This is the way things are. I have accepted it." A smirk, a glint in her eye more reminiscent of her personality before the children. "Do it if you feel you must, but do not blame me if you do not like what you find."
12 Feb 14, 09:42 PM
Malfoy: Shakes his head. "You are wrong, Anya, it matters very much to me how you feel. You are much more then a servant, the mother of my children, or even a member of my household." He lets the silence fill in the space for a moment before he says staring at her "You are my Anastasia and what hurts you concerns me. Quite a lot." Shrugging he gives a very humorous sounding remark no less serious. "Oh I know you have things hidden away, no doubt, but if I must invade your mind to learn how to heal the situation I will because it is best for you in the long run for things to be out in the open where they can be worked out. Besides, we are family..."
12 Feb 14, 09:49 PM
Anya: She looks up at him, eyes pleading with him not to go here, not to make her face her feelings where he was concerned, not to make her face his for her. "I am fine" she repeats, "I have to be fine, there is too much at stake for far too many people for me to be anything else." The last comment causes her eyes to widen, focus on his in spite of herself. "I think you have spent too much time telling that story to others, Draco. We are exactly what was agreed upon, nothing more."
12 Feb 14, 09:55 PM
Malfoy: hesitating at the look she flashed him his eyes came up in surprise at how much she seemed to resist that. "Anya,--" but who will ever know what he might have said as her next words made him reel back, giving her first a shocked look, then a very angry one. Standing, he held out Orion to her who suddenly had his hand in his mouth looking upset. "Take him, Belinko. It seems I have been put in my place. I shall go test my wife's endurance then and see if I can figure out what desire ever was." he thrust the child into her arms and left, not quite slamming the door, but clearly hurt and angry as he returned to his rooms and punched a hole in the wall as he waled down the hallway.





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12 Feb 14, 10:07 PM
Malfoy: Upstairs in the biggest suite in the house, Draco was pointing things out and calling out places for them to go to as House Elves scrambled around popping in and out, sending things other places also. His voice sounded grim, harder then it had been in awhile. It spoke of pain and anger still, trying to take back what he could and move on. Astoria was downstairs in her room where she had stayed since returning, fearing the changes her husband was going through which she did not understand nor follow well.
12 Feb 14, 10:10 PM
Anya: It had taken her a few hours since he had arrived to get her nerve up. She had meant to push him away, true, but she hadn't meant to hurt him, hadn't been aware she had the power. Both children down for their naps for at least a couple of hours, she headed up the stairs to where she could hear his voice, reaching the doorway before she spoke. "Draco"
12 Feb 14, 10:14 PM
Malfoy: He had been nearly finished with the old bedroom, the bed stripped down and nearly everything gone from the room when through the empty doorway he heard her voice for the first time in more then a month. Holding up a finger without looking at her he finished giving a final placement before turning to the elves and said in a command "All of you. Out. We will pick back up in half an hour." Several cracks at once happened as he stuck out a finger looking at her pointing her into the room and then shut the door hard, locking it before he turned and crossed his arms looking at her, his face an icy calm. it was not the Draco she knew any more. "What, Belinko."
12 Feb 14, 10:17 PM
Anya: Watching him, she is reminded strongly of the man she knew before all this, and that does far more than worry her. Somehow she thinks 'how was your trip' isn't appropriate here. She enters, but stands as far from him as she can. "If I let you curse me will it make you feel any better? You are scaring everyone, including the children. If this is about what I said before you left...Draco I am sorry, I did not mean it."
12 Feb 14, 10:24 PM
Malfoy: He snaps back " ' Let you'. As if you have a choice if I decide to. As you so clearly put it, according to you we are nothing except servant and master. How nice of you not to have meant it." He scowled at her and walked closer, arms crossed still. "Do you really think it's that easy? I guess you never really cared enough to pay attention to how I was feeling. But you certainly smacked me in the face with what i meant to you. How do you think you can fix something such as that, eh?" Looks if anything a bit more angry then before
12 Feb 14, 10:28 PM
Anya: "You are right, you could do it if you wanted, so why do you not?" She holds out her arms. "You think I meant it?" She gives him an incredulous look. "You think I spent all night pacing /your/ house waiting for /you/ to come home scaring my mother to death even though if you had died it meant I would be free?" She shakes her head, "then you have not been paying attention either." She frowns at him, "you have no idea what you mean to me." A worried look comes into her eyes. "I am not sure I can, but I am going to try."
12 Feb 14, 10:34 PM
Malfoy: he does not want to hear her talk, but for what they had with kids he let her talk, staring at her, simmering. "Free. As if you ever will be now, what with looking into my face in your arms every day. Every time you look in his face you will remember me, Belinko, there is no freedom from something like that." She speaks and he points at the bed and says curtly "Sit." purposefully making it an order. As soon as she does he stands in front of her looking over her from a position of superiority as he adds "Explain then why else you said what you did. Convince me."
12 Feb 14, 10:43 PM
Anya: "You are right" she murmurs, "I could not at this point see my life being anything else. I...am not sure I would want it to be anything else. I do not want to be free in the way you mean." An order, but she barely feels the compulsion, doing as he says. Explain, he said, but what could she say to make him understand. "I talked to Astoria the day she came" she starts, "for several minutes actually, she wanted to see the children, and we...talked." A sadness comes then. "I..." She frowns, glares at the floor for a few seconds "d@mn it!" She tries again. "I thought nothing could be worse than your hatred, Draco, being bound to someone who did not care...I could not have imagined a worse thing back then, but..." She looks up again, her eyes on his. "Then she comes, and I do not even have the luxury of hating her. She is so young Draco and innocent, things I cannot be." She hesitates, "I was up all night before it happened, letting my mind run away with every thought imaginable, every horrible scenario you could possibly dream up." She looks up at him, hoping he'll understand but fearing he won't. "And then you were there, just there, with our son and I...what I felt was so powerful and it hurt...it hurt like hell knowing that...that you will love her, that you will love her children, that she will carry your name and your legacy and I...there is nothing I can give you that she cannot." She looks hopeless, defeated, "so I tried to push you away, I thought it would be easier but...it is not...it is unbearable."
12 Feb 14, 10:57 PM
Malfoy: Listens, at first unmoved until she cuses, seeing that as honesty. Lets her ramble on but clearly does not get what she is talking about from the mention of son onwards. Deciding calling her bluff makes more sense and will put her in her place he stands over her and sayd "Hands at your side." and then pushed her down flat on her back. Straddling her so her arms are pinned at her side he places a hand on either side of her head leaning over her. "Let's see What actually happened because you make no sense, Belinko. Open your mind, do not resist me or so be it I will make your life more of a hell then you can believe." uses the limited legimancy he has to probe her mind and finds the memory.
12 Feb 14, 11:01 PM
Anya: Unsure what is about to happen, she nonetheless complies, off-balanced when he pushes her down, she lays there, unmoving as he straddles her. Aware he is about to go into her mind, she worries for a moment that he'll see more even than she's trying to tell him. It worries her, but she knows it may be the only way to convince him and she nods. Closing her eyes or a moment to clear her head of her fear and try to relax, she opens them again, focusing on his. She can feel him in her head, and it is uncomfortable, but not painful. She sees the memories in her mind's eye as he moves through them. Wants to force him out reflexively but doesn't know how.
12 Feb 14, 11:06 PM
Malfoy: Witnesses the memory, follows it forward as she reacts to his exit and anger. Feels her desperation as he leaves without saying goodbye. When he surfaces from it, stepping out of her head he sways there for a moment in reaction because his skill in that art had never been large. "Why didn't you just tell me you loved me, Anastasia." His voice is whisper quiet as he looks down at her face, having forgotten he was straddling her. "You hurt me. Badly. I hated you then for letting me expose myself for the first time in my life to someone I could trust cause her mind was in my control. I laid out my whole story for you and still you did not say it except in bed when I had you clearly carried away with the rush. I trusted you, gave you freedoms, planned out a name, money for you, for our children...And still you did not express your heart to me." Frowns at her, but it's not in anger but frustration with her stubborn @ss.
12 Feb 14, 11:35 PM
Anya: Her eyes go wide as she opens her mouth to deny it, but knowing he's seen it and she can't, she sighs. "Does it change anything, Draco? Does knowing change anything at all?" She frowns at him. "You just got married, Draco to a young girl who's whole life is wrapped up in your approval of her the same as mine. How was I supposed to tell you?" The mask is gone now, and underneath it the turmoil surfaces. "I never meant to hurt you, I would sooner go into the line of fire myself with or without the stupid vow." She just stares up at him, "Draco I am so sorry" she repeats. "I had no idea anything I said would bother you so much." She closes her eyes. "I did not think I could take it" she admits, "if I told you and...you...I had no idea what you would think or how you would feel."
12 Feb 14, 11:45 PM
Malfoy: he nods, and instead of getting off her, raises his body and slides his legs down her frame as he takes her chin in one hand gently. "Yes, you stubborn freaking witch, it does. I married for the form, not for love and you already have that so you are completely Merlin wrong about her having everything you do. Maybe in time I will love her, but right now she's a kid who is scared and trying her damndest to please me. You know why Anya?" he shook his head at her, rolling his eyes. "She has seen me with you, even if you can not see it she knows my heart is in your hand d@mn it. What you do does affect me, hurt or not. I may not be able to marry you, witch, but I have been giving you myself for a long time now. Are you that blind?"
12 Feb 14, 11:50 PM
Anya: Him calling her stubborn earns him a hesitant smirk. He keeps talking and she feels the warmth of what he's saying as it blooms in her chest, spreads through her, surging until her eyes light up with it and the tired look vanishes. When he finishes, she takes a deep breath, relaxing for the first time since he'd left. "Apparently" she answers. She leans up kisses him deeply, pulls back still looking lit up from the inside. "I love you, Draco. I am sorry I waited so long, but I am telling you now. I love you."
12 Feb 14, 11:57 PM
Malfoy: he sees her eyes light up and shakes his head at her foolishness. 'What am I going to do with you, crazy woman." He kisses her back just as much and then play-fakes shaking her shoulder in his hand. "I think I need to punish you.Just for holding such important stuff back. I do think I told you in school I am one of the only people you can tell anything to." Sighs shaking his head.
12 Feb 14, 11:59 PM
Anya: That question gets him an actual smile. "Are you taking requests? Because it has been several weeks and I can think of a few things." She laughs softly, "punish me?" A mock frightened look, "well, I have caused rather a lot of trouble have I not?"
13 Feb 14, 12:02 AM
Malfoy: "No requests, it's a punishment woman. My room after supper. No excuses. And until then you have to go make it up to Astoria. let her know things are okay between you too." Eyes twinkled at the thought of them getting along. "She needs a lot of questions answered only a woman can anyway."
13 Feb 14, 12:04 AM
Anya: She sobers, but only a little. "Fine" he mentions making it up to Astoria and she snorts, but doesn't argue. She arches an eyebrow at the mention of questions. "You are not ordering me to go have that talk with /your wife/" she gives him an incredulous look. "Are you?"
13 Feb 14, 12:07 AM
Malfoy: Frowns at her as if he can not believe her. "No. Not that talk, Morgan's Mustache Anya! What the hell do you think has been happening all month while I've been killing walls with my fist?! She knows plenty of the basics now." Sobers himself. "But there are other things and you have had kids, she has not. She's worried and scared."
13 Feb 14, 12:09 AM
Anya: She flinches, "things that if you want me to take my punishment like a good girl we will not discuss." She sighs, "can she not go ask your mother for the details?" But she nods obediently after a moment. "You are going to have to let me out of bed first you know."
13 Feb 14, 12:17 AM
Malfoy: "Right." Frowns. "Some maybe, but you are closest in age." Rolls off her and stands again. "Right. I think I will get stuff done up here, when you finish talking to her ask her to come up. I need to make amends." Looks bothered a bit now that he is thinking about what all he did
13 Feb 14, 12:19 AM
Anya: She stands, straightens her clothes and heads for the door, turning back briefly, she frowns at him. "Make amends" she repeats and then shudders, equally for what that probably means and what he might have done to the girl to make it necessary. "I will send her in a few minutes." And then she leaves the room, headed toward Astoria's room.

[Shava]

13 Feb 14, 12:27 AM
Malfoy: In his room, Draco frowned looking out the window as the sun set. The women seemed on more even footing, and Draco had held Astoria for a very long talk upstairs, managing to repair some misunderstandings in a major way. Astroai was a sweet girl and very fragile about her fears right now feeling cast adrfit from everything she had known. The last month had been super difficult for her. But finally he thought they had a real understanding. Now, he had other things to talk through his...mistress? with.
13 Feb 14, 12:29 AM
Anya: She had settled both children for the night, Lyra had just begun sleeping for long intervals, which was good she supposed, since she was likely in for it tonight. Knocking softly on his bedroom door, she took a deep breath. "Draco?"
13 Feb 14, 12:34 AM
Malfoy: "Come." he turned from the window, watching her enter. "So. Everything okay then? Kids asleep?" He frowned slightly, wondering if he ought to have gotten one of the House Elves to watch them each night to wake the parent whose turn it was as a better way of doing it.
13 Feb 14, 12:38 AM
Anya: Familiar, but somewhat foreboding she thought as she opened the door, still dressed in her clothes from dinner. Studying him for a moment as though trying to gauge his mood, she gives up after a beat. "Everything is fine, and yes, for now, though I will go and check on them as soon as you have finished...punishing me." At this point she isn't certain weather she should be treating it as a joke or not anymore. "Though it might be better if you go, they have missed you for the last few weeks, Orion especially." As hard as his leaving had been on her, it had been harder for the children, Orion especially who was old enough to understand his father was missing, but not to understand why.
13 Feb 14, 12:45 AM
Malfoy: Nods. "maybe we need a new system for night time. Like, one of the Elves to watch them over night and then come alert us when needed." he looks thoughtful. "I will go. I've missed them both." Sighs "A lot, And not just them." Holds out a hand for hers and then pulls her closer and into his arms. "Please, Anya, whatever you do don't go so long not telling me something like that again."
13 Feb 14, 12:49 AM
Anya: She nods, "that would be...appreciated" she murmurs. During the time he'd been gone, it had been hard to find time to sleep while making sure both of their children were taken care of. She softens when he continues, and when he holds out his hand she takes it, going into his arms and relaxing as a feeling of wholeness and home washes over her. "I have missed you too, Draco. Merlin have I missed you." She waited, but the compulsion didn't come, not an order, she realized. Still, she nods. "I will not" she assures him. "I..." she lays her head on his chest, "not ever again."
13 Feb 14, 12:59 AM
Malfoy: He smiles, glad he had a good idea she likes. Hearing her say how much she had missed him helped as well, though he was still a bit irritated it had happened and thus there was a flavor of punishment to what he had in mind. "It was rough. very rough. I think I rehealed my knuckles more then a few dozen times. Astoria still can not cast magic on her own yet." Her head on his chest settled that part though. "All right, that's good. But I can't ignore the point that things nearly came apart. So, this should be interesting." A hug then he stepped back and said "I will do all the movement for this, not you, but it's not an order. Hear?" He took her arms and placed them at her sides and began to undress her, muttering a charm while running his finger down her dress so it came unfastened. In a short time he had her down to her underwear and then down to nothing.
13 Feb 14, 01:44 AM
Anya: She took his hands, looked at them before she brushed her lips over his knuckles. She frowns, picturing that. She gives him a wary look. "What should be interesting?" When he stepped back, she watched him, the wary feeling increasing when he spoke. "Not allowed to move?" But he wasn't ordering her, that was strange. She stood still as he undressed her, watching him, enjoying the feel of his hands on her again, realizing how much she'd missed it even as she wondered what he was up to.
13 Feb 14, 01:49 AM
Malfoy: Reaching to a box on the table he opened it and pulled out a flat golden triangle of a shape. "Been wondering when I might be able to use this." Stepping behind her she can feel the cool metal on her back and it stays there, just below the level of her shoulder blades. "This will stay on for twenty four hours and in a few seconds here you wiill see why i say it's a punishment only slightly. " In a moment he steps around the front of her and brushes her nipple with the back of his hand. "It doubles every sensation you have."
13 Feb 14, 01:53 AM
Anya: Though she's tempted, she doesn't turn around, feeling the metal against her skin, she arches an eyebrow. "What did you just do?" Her eyes widen. "An entire day...?" She turned and gaped at him /every/ sensation?" And then she gasps as his touch registers, the feeling admittedly stronger than normal and she cuts off speaking for a moment. She shoots him a look. "You are twisted" she accuses. "I have to feed Lyra in a few hours, what am I going to do then?"
13 Feb 14, 02:00 AM
Malfoy: Looking her in the eyes he said "Seems fair enough. My knuckles and Astoria would agree." He leaned in to her face and caught her upper arms on either side. "I love you, Anya, but you have to understand that in the last month I was not gentle with anything. You hurt me so much I hurt others who needed better treatment then that. So yes, I am going to give you a night you may never forget and it will be amazingly intense, but for the next week i will be self inflicting things on my self as well. This lesson has to stick. Got it?" the sharp look to his eyes goes hooded and he leans over and kisses her for several seconds, enjoying the clear reaction she has before he stops and removes his shirt tossing it onto a chair. "I don't think you will mind that one as much as you think since you always told me it was very pleasant except when he was teething. She should be just a very pleasant experience." Slips his pants off.
13 Feb 14, 02:08 AM
Anya: The guilt returns, and though its still clear in her eyes she's not exactly pleased with the arrangement, she doesn't argue the point anymore. A month in bed with Draco in a bad mood...she shivered. She should have given Astoria a better apology. Maybe she could bake something..She returns her focus to Draco. "Got it" she murmurs, still somewhat lost in her thoughts and her guilt. He kisses her and she melts, the sensation of it distracting her rather thoroughly from her reverie. She just watches him, unsure at this point what to say, still reeling from the thought of what all might be inconvenient about this situation. Maybe she could hide out in her room the entire day and only leave when she had to go to the nursery. Yes, that would work.
13 Feb 14, 02:14 AM
Malfoy: Taking hold of the sheets he whips them back and turns, sweeping her up and pulling her up against him. "Merlin I realize how much your presence missing was worse." Steps to the bed and slides her under the edge of the sheet following her under it and pulling the sheet above his shoulders as well before he kisses her again, long and with his hands exploring her skin, gliding down her body as he explored the differences between the two women in his life...
13 Feb 14, 02:17 AM
Anya: In the familiarity of his bed, in spite of the fact her skin is extra-sensitive to everything from his touch to the feel of his sheets, she revels for a moment simply in being back where she feels she belongs. Kissing him back, pouring into it all of her longing built up over the past several weeks as she re-familiarizes herself with the feel of him, fingers trailing over his shoulders, down his chest to his stomach before finally coming to rest on his arms, pressing herself close to him and kissing him for all she was worth.
13 Feb 14, 02:21 AM
Anya: She stirs, unsure exactly what time it is or how long its been since she fell asleep. She rolls onto her side, feeling the increased sensitivity against her skin as well as the lingering tension in her muscles. "Merlin" she murmurs. Yes, definitely hiding out today.
13 Feb 14, 02:26 AM
Malfoy: Feeling well sated, when he feels her move, he turns towards her, sliding one hand from her back around to her front as he hears her murmur. "Morning, love, sleep any?" His eyes were hiding his reaction, but he knew she would be feeling probably sore. "I'll take care of breakfast if you need to go straight to the kids." Imagine what a shower might feel like with that thing on.
13 Feb 14, 02:29 AM
Anya: She hears his voice and she hesitates. "I..am not sure. I think it is possible I just...passed out." She stretches, wincing slightly when she does. His reminder about the kids, the fact she has to get out of bed period really, and she moans, but after a moment. "I probably should. I think I will skip breakfast if that is all right." She really needed to see to the children and then find her way into a hot shower before she reclused to her room for the day.
13 Feb 14, 02:36 AM
Malfoy: Smelling her was a turn on as well, though he couldn't have performed again at the moment if he had to.. "Ah gotcha." His expression says he thinks that is wrong, but is not going to argue. "Well go ahead then, darling, I'll be out there in a minute. Use my shower if you want to."
13 Feb 14, 02:38 AM
Anya: She knows he disapproves, but at the moment it can't be helped. The endearment, the second this morning, causes her to pause and she gives him a hopeful look. "Am I forgiven then?"His mention of a shower and she nods, lingering a moment to kiss him softly. "I love you, Draco" she murmurs softly, but then gets out of bed without waiting for a response. This, after all, is not about her for the moment.
13 Feb 14, 02:42 AM
Malfoy: He nods, "Yes, I am glad you let me in your head yesterday because I don't thing I would have been able to otherwise." He watches her walk, admiring her rear at the same time wondering how she will manage a shower. "I love you too, you stubborn witch." he smiles
13 Feb 14, 02:43 AM
Anya: She turns at the sound of his voice, smirks at him with a playful look in her eyes. "You would not know what to do with me any other way, Malfoy" and then she disappears into the bathroom.
13 Feb 14, 02:46 AM
Malfoy: Shakes his head as she disapears and he gets up and grabs his pjs, slipping them on
13 Feb 14, 02:50 AM
Anya: She turns on the water, hot enough to sooth her sore muscles and steps into the spray, a moment later she screams tripping over the edge of the tub in her haste to get out from under the water. A loud crash can be heard followed by a series of very impolite Russian words.
13 Feb 14, 02:53 AM
Malfoy: Hears the scream and jumps to the shower door whipping it open with his wand in his fingers ready to za-- Sees her getting up and glances at the shower realizing how hot it is. Smirking would have gotten him attacked at that moment. "Ah Anya, you didn't think about it did you." Reaches in and turns the hot down to luke warm, maybe a trifle above that. "There, medium. Better?" Waits for her to test it.
13 Feb 14, 02:56 AM
Anya: For a second she just lays there, cursing him, the shower, the water, and herself all in Russian. When he opens the shower door and turns down the water, she works her way carefully to her feet, still mumbling. She looks up at him from under her lashes, a dark look more reminiscent of their time pre-vow "Obviously" she mumbles. Taking a cautious step, she nods grudgingly. "Better" she agrees. "Merlin that was..." She stops, "what time did you do that last night?"
13 Feb 14, 03:00 AM
Malfoy: He doesn't meet her eyes. On purpose. But he sees her as she is about to get in and he does feel a bit nervous; cat fights are nasty fast. "Yes, you have to think carefully. About nine I think it was."
13 Feb 14, 03:02 AM
Anya: She nods, "I do not intend to leave my room except to go to the nursery" she informs him. "I think I can avoid melting my skin off for a few hours at least."

[Shava]

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8 Feb 16, 05:35 PM
Anya: She sat, legs folded underneath her under a tree in one of the more secluded courtyards. Anya had always preferred to be alone, and she was less likely to have to deal with Malfoy as well. She hadn't gotten up the nerve to test Nat's work just yet.
8 Feb 16, 05:38 PM
Draco: Oe of the Slytherins pointed through the window and Draco looked, saw her and nodded, then made his way down after a nod of thanks. Had to make people think you appreciated them once in awhile at least. Approaching from behind the tree side, he glanced around the trunk to see what exactly she was doing before he decided on his approach -- it would be startling to her anyway.
8 Feb 16, 05:41 PM
Anya: She turned the page of "Curses and Counter-Curses" clearly relaxed for the first time in many weeks and focused on the passage she was reading.
8 Feb 16, 05:43 PM
Draco: 'She should be a ball of nerves by now' he thought, looking slightly annoyed. Stepping around the tree he dropped into a squat near her as he said "You really need eyes in the back of your head Belinko."
8 Feb 16, 05:45 PM
Anya: She jumped, but when she turned to face him her expression was amused in addition to startled. "And you need a new hobby, Malfoy.'
8 Feb 16, 05:47 PM
[×] Draco: She jumped, but from surprise or had he caught her at something? "My my, jumpy today." He looked at her. "Checking people's reflexes? No, I rather enjoy that one."
8 Feb 16, 05:54 PM
Anya: She laughed then, by now she had confirmed Nat's success,seeing him did remind her of everything, but not in the magically enhanced way she was used too. The laughter had been born largely of relief. "Well, you've tested mine several times recently, so I shouldn't be due again for a few weeks. Merlin bless Nat Shire. She was going to bow down at /his/ feet later tonight.
8 Feb 16, 05:59 PM
Draco: he shook his head, a slight frown at her unanswered. "Come now, these don't get scheduled. I prefer a more organic approach." And he watched her face thinking she was too happy.
8 Feb 16, 06:03 PM
Anya: "Well then, by all means" She needed him to touch her anyway, just to be absolutely certain. Merlin she was so euphoric she could almost have kissed him of her own free will. Almost. She marked her place and sat the book on the grass carefully since it was Nat's. "Test away" she invited, completely focused on him now but casually. She could tell he was beginning to wonder, and she was enjoying it immensely.
8 Feb 16, 06:08 PM
[×] Draco: What was this? "I did. You jumped. Quite well too, I might admit." Something was definitely off and he narrowed his eyes at her, wondering what she had managed to do. This was not a girl on the path of destruction. Nor was she remorseful for what she had done either. "You seem to be in a playful mood. Why is that..."
8 Feb 16, 06:13 PM
Anya: "Thanks" she smiled, if wryly. Oh, this was amazing, the nicer she was, the more confused he became. She should have tried this years ago. He narrowed his eyes at her and she merely smiled, an actual smile. A sgrug, "it's a beautiful day," Absolutely phenomenal as far as she was concerned. "Why shouldn't I be in a good mood?"
8 Feb 16, 06:22 PM
Draco: She merely thanked him. Growing angry, but not showing it much yet he said softer and more dangerously "Think you are so clever, Belinko?" She had found something, some way to control his influence on her and that both bothered him and angered him. He would never have thought she could manage it. "What did you do."
8 Feb 16, 06:27 PM
Anya: Closer to smirk now, and looking immensely pleased with herself. At the change in his tone and his question, she feigned innocence. "What do you mean?" Eyes bright ,"I haven't done anything except stay out of your way, which is what you wanted isn't it?" She stood now, brushing off her jeans and raising her eyes to meet his, no malice, just pride. "I'm living my life, Draco."
8 Feb 16, 06:32 PM
[×] Draco: Looking angrier he said simply "No." and turning he exited the courtyard, full of clear purpose.